Hard experience had taught him long since that when his life was in danger he must face facts.
"There's another island about a half mile away," he said to Willet.
"Don't you think we'd better make for it now ?" "In a minute or two, lad, if nothing happens," replied the hunter.
"I'd like to see what's coming here, if anything at all comes." Robert turned his gaze back toward the north, passing his eyes once more to and fro along the line where the dusky sky met the dusky lake, and then he started a little.

A dot detached itself from the center of the line, followed quickly by another, another and others.

They were points infinitely small, and one at that distance could have told nothing about them from their appearance only, but he knew they were Indian canoes.

They could be nothing else.

It was certain also that they were seeking the three.
"Do you see them ?" asked Robert.
"Yes, and it's a fleet," replied Willet.