He rejoiced too that chance had caused them to find the French spy in the wilderness.

He remembered that foul attempt upon his life in Albany, and, burning with resentment, he was eager to thwart Garay in whatever he was now attempting to do.

Tayoga saw his face and said softly: "You hate this man Garay ?" "I don't like him." "Do you wish me to go forward and kill him ?" "No! No, Tayoga! Why do you ask me such a cold-blooded question ?" The Onondaga laughed gently.
"I was merely testing you, Dagaeoga," he said.

"We of the Hodenosaunee perhaps do not regard the taking of life as you do, but I would not shoot Garay from ambush, although I might slay him in open battle.

Ah, there he is again on the crest of the ridge ahead!" Robert once more saw the thick, strong figure of the spy outlined against the sky which was now luminous with a brilliant moon and countless clear stars, and the feeling of resentment was very powerful within him.