He heard a shot and then another, but he did not hear any yell of triumph, and he drew a long breath of relief.

His warning cry had been uttered in time.
Dagaeoga would know that it was folly, for him also to fall into the hands of Tandakora, and he would flee at his greatest speed.
So he stood erect with his wrists bound behind him, his face calm and immovable.

It did not become an Onondaga taken prisoner to show emotion, or, in fact, feeling of any kind before his captors, but his heart was full of anxiety as he waited with those who held him.

A quarter of an hour they stood thus, and then the pursuing warriors, recognizing the vain nature of their quest, began to return.

Tandakora did not upbraid them, because he was in high good humor.
"Though the white youth, Lennox, has escaped," he said in Iroquois, "we have done well.