At the suggestion of the hunter Colden drew in his whole troop near the cliff and waited, all, despite their weariness and strain, keeping the keenest watch they could.
But Robert, instead of looking toward the east, where St.Luc's force was, invariably looked into the sunset, because it was there that Tayoga had gone, and it was there that they had seen the smoke, of which they expected so much.

The terraces of color, already grown dim, were now fading fast.

At the top they were gone altogether, and they only lingered low down.

But on the forest the red light yet blazed.
Every twig and leaf seemed to stand individual and distinct, black against a scarlet shield.

But it was for merely a few minutes.