He led his little group first toward the lake and then bore south, being quite sure that before noon the next day they would reach a British or American detachment of some kind.

Everything indicated such proximity and they were agreed that they would find their friends on the shores of the lake.

It was not likely that either colonials or regulars would leave the open water and go far into woods which furnished so many perils.
They were refreshed by sleep and plenty of food and they made good time.

They walked in single file, Willet leading with Tayoga last and Grosvenor in front of him.

The young Englishman's ambition, encouraged by success, was rising higher than ever, and he was resolved that this night trail which he was treading should be a good one, so far as he was concerned.