He did not know just how he would do it, but he would be guided by events as they developed.

The bird surely would not lead him on unless less to safety, and no doubt entered his mind.

But it was highly important to widen yet more the distance between him and the warriors, and he still ran with all the speed at his command.
The last crest was reached and before him spread the splendid lake in its deep green setting, a glittering spectacle that he never failed to admire, and that he admired even now, when his life was in peril, and instants were precious.

The bird perched suddenly on a bough, uttered a few thrilling notes, and was then gone, a last blue flash into the dense foliage.

He did not see it again, and he did not expect to do so.