They had not stirred an inch in the night, and there was no sign now that they intended to awake any time soon.

If they had gone to the land of dreams, they were finding it a pleasant country and they were in no hurry to return from it.
The giant hunter smiled.

He had promised the Onondaga to awaken him at dawn, and he knew that Robert expected as much, but he would not keep his promise.

He would let nature hold sway; when it chose to awaken them it could, and meanwhile he would do nothing.

He moved just a little to make himself more comfortable and reclined patiently.
Willet was intensely grateful for the little curtain of evergreens.
Without it the sharp eyes of the warriors could detect them even in the side of the lofty cliff.