"You have only to cross this point to reach your boat." He stretched out his long arm and in the silence the two shook hands.

"If you should happen to think of a way--that we might get Winnsome--" he added, coloring.
The sudden grip of his companion's fingers made him flinch.
"We must!" said Nathaniel.
He climbed ashore and watched Neil until he had disappeared in the wild rice.

Then he turned into the woods.

He looked at his watch and saw that it was only two o'clock.

He was conscious of no fatigue; he was not conscious of hunger.