Forester walked up to them and sat down.

Marco followed his example.
"Well, Marco," said Forester, "we are really lost." "And what are we going to do ?" asked Marco, with a countenance of great concern.
"The first thing is," said Forester, "to open the knapsack, and see what there is inside that is good to eat." So Forester took the knapsack off from his shoulders,--for he had taken it from Marco some time before, and laying it upon a large flat stone by his side, he began to open it, and to take out the provisions.
Forester was afraid that he and Marco had got themselves into somewhat serious difficulty, but he wished to teach Marco that in emergencies of such a nature, it would do no good to give way to a panic, or to unnecessary anxiety.

So he assumed an unconcerned and contented air, and made arrangements for the luncheon, just as if they had stopped there to eat it of their own accord, and without being in any difficulty whatever about the prosecution of the journey.
Marco, however, seemed to be quite uneasy.
"What are we going to do ?" said he.

"If we get lost in this snow-storm, we shall have to stay in the woods perhaps all night." "Yes," said Forester, "that we can do.

We have done that before." Forester here alluded to an occasion on which he and Marco had spent the night in a hut in the woods, when traveling in Maine.
"But we had an axe then," said Marco, "to make a camp." "Yes," replied Forester, "that is true.