The fog will not wait for us forever.

We must use it while we have it." They swept their paddles through the water in long and vigorous strokes, and the canoe shot forward once more.

They were confident now that no enemy was ahead of them, and that none of those behind could overtake them.

The wet, cold fog still enclosed them like a heavy, damp blanket, but their vigorous exercise and their high spirits kept them warm.

After ten minutes they made another stop, but as Tayoga could hear nothing of Jumonville's party they pushed on again at speed.