Sharp Sword's stride is shortening and so, of course, is the stride of all the others.

I think he now feels that the need of hurrying is over, and he is likely to become much more deliberate." "And the ground is beginning to slope down toward a deep valley," said Willet.

"Water and wood will be plentiful there, and I think that's where St.Luc will make his camp to-night." "I think so too," said Tayoga.

"And since the dusk is not far away maybe they have lighted the fire already.

Suppose, Great Bear, we climb the hill on our right and see if our eyes can reach their smoke." The crest of the hill was about three hundred feet above them, but when they reached it they could see a great distance on all sides, the lake a vast glittering bowl on their left and the mighty green wilderness of hills, mountains and woods on their right.