Once, when it was on the western side, the fleet turned its head again toward the island, and again apprehension arose in the hearts of the boy and the man, but it was only for a fleeting moment.

The line of canoes was quickly turned away, and bore on down the open water.

Paul and Jim Hart were protected by Manitou.
The circumnavigation of the lake by the Miamis lasted throughout the remainder of the day, and when the twilight came, the canoes were lost in its shade toward the southern end of the sheet of water.
"We're safe," said Jim Hart, "but we've still got to keep close.

They may hang about here fur days." "What about Henry and Ross and Sol ?" asked Paul anxiously.

"On their way back they may run right into that wasp's nest." "'Tain't likely," replied Jim Hart.