Tandakora understood at once.

If he had the mind and heart of a savage he had also all the craft and cunning of one whose life was incessantly in danger.

Instead of springing up, he rolled from the crest of the hill, then, rising to a stooping position, darted away at incredible speed through the forest.
Rangers and Mohawks, Robert, Daganoweda, Willet, Black Rifle and Rogers at their head, burst into the glen and the Mohawks began the pursuit of Tandakora's surviving warriors, who had followed their leader in his flight.

But Robert turned back to meet Tayoga and cut the thongs from his wrists.
"I thank you, Dagaeoga," said the Onondaga.

"You came in time." "Yes, they were making ready.