We three are too glad to be in the woods again.

Tayoga, suppose you scout about and see that no enemy's near.

Then we'll build up the fire, till it's burning bright, and rejoice." "It is well!" said Tayoga, as he slipped away among the trees, making no sound as he went.

Robert meanwhile gathered dead wood which lay everywhere in abundance, and heaped it beside the fire ready for use.
But as Tayoga was gone some time he sat down again with his back to a tree, taking long deep breaths of the cool fresh air, and feeling his pulses leap.

The hunter sat in a similar position, gazing meditatively into the fire.