Under other circumstances, James would have enjoyed the sport, for the fish bit freely, and a considerable number were soon lying in the canoe.

Nat and Jonathan appeared as interested in their work as if no other boat, but their own, were afloat on the lake.

Never once did James see them glance towards the canoes.

They did not talk much, but when they spoke, it was always in the Indian tongue.
The time seemed endless, before the sun began to sink beyond the low hills on their left.

It was an intense relief, to James, when Nat said at last: "The time is just at hand now, cap.