His recovery was faster than that of any other injured warrior whom he had ever known.

He could fairly feel the clean flesh knitting itself together in innumerable little fibers, and already he could move his left arm, and use the fingers of his left hand.

Being a stoic, and hiding his feelings as he usually did, he said: "I shall recover, I shall be wholly myself again in time for the great battle between the army of Waraiyageh and that of Dieskau." "I think, too, that we'll be in it," said Robert confidently.

"Armies move slowly and they won't come together for quite a while yet.
Meantime, I'm wondering what became of the rangers and the Mohawks." "We shall have to keep on wondering, but I am thinking it likely that they prevailed over the forces of St.Luc and have passed on toward Crown Point and Oneadatote.

It may be that the present area of conflict has passed north and east of us and we have little to fear from our enemies." "It sounds as if you were talking out of a book again, Tayoga, but I believe you're right." "I think the only foes whom we may dread in the next night and day are four-footed." "You mean the wolves ?" "Yes, Dagaeoga.