Robert stopped and heard a light foot-step in the bushes.

Being apprehensive lest he be re-taken, he shrank away and then stopped.

He listened a while, and the sound not being repeated, he hoped that he had been mistaken, but a voice called suddenly from a bush not ten feet away: "Come, Dagaeoga! The Great Bear and I await you.

Tododaho, watching on his star, has sent us into your path." Robert, uttering a joyful cry, sprang forward, and the Onondaga and Willet, rising from the thicket, greeted him with the utmost warmth.
"I knew we'd find you again," said Willet "How did you manage to escape ?" "A way seemed to open for me," replied Robert.

"The last man I saw in the French camp was St.Luc.After that I met no sentinel, although I passed where a sentinel would stand." "Ah!" said Willet.
They gave him food, and after sunrise they started toward the south.
Robert told how he had seen the great battle and the French victory.
"Tayoga, Black Rifle, Grosvenor and I were in the attack," said Willet, "but we went through it without a scratch.