He, Robert and Tayoga filled it, and his moccasined feet touched the dwarfed shrubs which made the thin green curtain before the opening.

He realized more fully now in the intense light of a brilliant day what a slender shelf it was.

Any one of them might have pitched from it to a sure death below.

He was glad that the white lad and the red lad had been so tired that they lay like the dead.

Their positions were exactly the same as when they sank to sleep.