"The Indians with whom I once lived think that the Great Spirit often helps us when we need it most, and I suppose that their Great Spirit--or Manitou, as they call Him--is just the same as our God." Both boys were now silent for a while.

They had been reared by devout parents.

Life in the forest deepens religious belief, and it seemed to them that there had been a special interposition in their favor.
"What are we going to do now ?" asked Paul at length.
"We can't take up our journey again for a day or two," replied Henry.
"We've got to get that powder to Marlowe some time or other.

Wareville sent us to do the job, and we'll do it; but you are yet too weak, Paul, to start again.

You don't know how really weak you are.