Then they dried their bodies as well as they could in their haste, and resumed their clothing.

The hunter shook his gigantic frame, and he felt the strength pour back into his muscles and veins, when he grasped his rifle.

It had been his powerful comrade for many years, and he now stood where he could use it with deadly effect, if the savages should come.
They rested several minutes, before beginning the climb of the cliff, and saw a second and then a third canoe coming out of the south, evidently seeking them.
"They're pretty sure now that we haven't escaped in that direction," said Willet, "and they'll be back in full force, looking for us.

We got off the lake just in time." The cliffs towered over them to a height of nearly two thousand feet, but they began the ascent up a slanting depression that they had seen from the lake, well covered with bushes, and they took it at ease, looking back occasionally to watch the futile hunt of the canoes for them.
"We're not out of their ring yet," said Willet.

"They'll be carrying on another search for us on top of the cliffs." "Don't discourage us, Dave," said Robert.