"I've heard that Braxton is organizing a band of Tories of his own, and that he is likely to be as dangerous as either of the Butlers." "Some day we'll end him for good an' all," said Shif'less Sol.
It was four or five days before they reached their alcove, and now all the forest was bare and apparently lifeless.

They came down the creek, and found their boat unharmed and untouched still among the foliage at the base of the cliff.
"That's one thing safe," said Long Jim, "an' I guess we'll find 'The Alcove' all right, too." "Unless a wild animal has taken up its abode there," said Paul.
"'Tain't likely," replied Long Jim.

"We've left the human smell thar, an' even after all this time it's likely to drive away any prowlin' bear or panther that pokes his nose in." Long Jim was quite right.

Their snug nest, like that of a squirrel in the side of a tree, had not been disturbed.

The skins which they had rolled up tightly and placed on the higher shelves of stone were untouched, and several days' hunting increased the supply.