His heart exulted.

His deeds would be all the mightier because of the dangers, and he would never forget that he had the promise of Tododaho, greatest, wisest and noblest of the chiefs of the Hodenosaunee, who had gone to a shining star more than four hundred years ago.
He sat down under one of the trees and sleep remained far from him.

He still listened with all the power of his sensitive hearing for any sound that might come in the forest, and after awhile he took his bow and quiver from their case, putting his quiver over his shoulder.

He covered his rifle with the leaves, and holding the bow in his hand stole away among the trees.
The faintest of sounds had come to him, and Tayoga did not doubt its nature.

It was strange to the forest and it was hostile.