He imitated the call, a soft, low note, but one that traveled far, and soon the answer came.

No more was needed.

The circle was complete.

Willet and Tayoga were on the lake and they knew that he was at the foot of the cliff, waiting.
He took a long breath of intense relief and delight.

Tandakora would resume the search for him in the morning, hunting along the crest, and he might even find his way to the narrow ledge on which Robert now stood, but the lad would be gone across the waters, where he left no trail.
He saw a stout young bush growing on the edge of the lake, and, leaning far out while he held on to it with one hand, he watched.