"We will come back safely, and it is for a great stake.

You and Jim must remain here in the woods, waiting for us again, and we'll trust to your skill and caution not to be caught.

If the warriors become too thick around here you might retreat to the island.
Anyway, the signal will be as before--three wails of the whip-poor-will." Paul was impressed by his words, which were spoken with gravity and emphasis.
"Yes, it's in a great cause, Henry," he said, "and we'll wait, expecting you to come back." Five minutes later the three newly made warriors took their path through the forest, and they never looked back.

Yet Henry Ware felt emotion.
Although he regarded Paul Cotter almost as a younger brother, he respected him as a high type of one kind of being, and they were comrades true as steel.

Moreover, he knew that he and Ross and Sol were engaged upon the most dangerous of tasks, and the chances were that they would not come back.