He had been certain at first of escape, but it did not seem so sure now.
In former wars many prisoners taken on raids into Canada had never been heard of again, and when he reflected in cold blood he knew that the odds were heavy against a successful flight.

Yet there was Tayoga.
His warning shot had enabled the Onondaga to evade the band, and his comrade would never desert him.

All his surpassing skill and tenacity would be devoted to his aid.

In that lay his hope.
They pressed on toward the north as fast as they could go, and when night came they were all exhausted, but they ate heavily again and Robert received his share.

Langlade continued to treat him kindly, though he still had the feeling that the partisan, if it served him, would be fully as cruel as the Indians.