It will be some time before we arrive at the place to which we are going, and I lay you a wager that Tayoga does not rescue you." "I have no money, Monsieur Langlade," said Robert, "and if I had I could not accept a wager upon such a subject." "Then we'll let it be mental, wholly.

My skill is matched against the combined knowledge of Tayoga and yourself.

He'll never be able, no matter how dark the night, to get near our camp and communicate with you." Although Robert hoped and listened often in the dusk for the sound of a signal from Tayoga, Langlade made good his boast.

The two were able to establish no communication.

It was soon proved that he was in the forest near them, one of the warriors even catching a sufficient glimpse of his form for a shot, which, however, went wild.