They must have found out in some manner that we're on the lake, and they want to take us." "Then," said Robert, "it's time for Manitou to send a heavy mist that we may escape in it." "Manitou can work miracles for those whom he favors," said Tayoga, "and now and then he sends them, but oftenest he withholds his hand, lest we become spoiled and rely upon him when we should rely upon ourselves." "You never spoke a truer word, Tayoga," said the hunter.

"It's the same as saying that heaven helps those who help themselves, and we've got to do a lot of work for ourselves this night.

I think the Indian canoes are already on Andiatarocte looking for us." Robert would have felt a chill had it not been for the presence of his comrades.

The danger was unknown, mysterious, it might come from any point, and, while the foe prepared, they must wait until he disclosed himself.

Waiting was the hardest thing to do.
"I think we'd better stay just where we are for a while," said the hunter.