But Tayoga watched by him continually until late, when he hunted through the forest by moonlight for some powerful herbs known to the Indians.

In the morning he beat them and bruised them and cooked them as best he could without utensils, and then dropped the juices into his comrade's mouth, after which he carefully put out the fire, lest it be seen by savage rovers.
Robert was soon very much better.

He had a profuse perspiration and came out of his unconscious state, but was quite weak.

He was also thoroughly ashamed of himself.
"Nice time for me to be breaking down," he said, "here in the wilderness near an Indian village, hundreds of miles from any of our friends, save those who are captured.

I make my apologies, Tayoga." "They are not needed," said the Onondaga.