"He'll be here a week from next Thursday at noon." "But suppose something happens to detain him," said Wilton, "suppose the weather is too bad for traveling, or suppose a lot of other things that can happen easily." Willet shrugged his shoulders.
"In such a case as this where Tayoga is concerned," he said, "we don't suppose anything, we go by certainties.

Before he left, Tayoga settled the day and the hour when he would return and it's not now a problem or a question.

He has disposed of the subject." "I can't quite see it that way," said Wilton tenaciously.

"I admit that Tayoga is a wonderful fellow, but he cannot possibly tell the exact hour of his return from such a journey as the one he has undertaken." "You wait and see," said the hunter in the utmost good nature.

"You think you know Tayoga, but you don't yet know him fully." "If I were not a Quaker I'd wager a small sum of money that he does not come at the time appointed," said Wilton.
"Then it's lucky for your pocket that you're a Quaker," laughed Willet.
It turned much colder that very afternoon, and the raw edge of winter showed.