We couldn't land this side, because the woods are full of redskins; and if we led them for ten miles down the lake, and landed t'other side, scores of them would land between here and there, and would cut us off.
"No, lad; we have got to wait here till it's getting late.

I don't say till it's dark, but till within an hour or so of nightfall.

As long as we show no signs of going, the chances is as they won't interfere with us.

It's a part of redskin natur to be patient, and, as long as they see as we don't try to make off, they will leave us alone.

That's how I reads it.
"You agrees with me, Jonathan?
"In course, you do," he went on, as his companion grunted an assent.