The redskins are tired of waiting.
At least, they think that they had better not put it off any longer.
They know, as well as we do, that it won't do to wait till it gets dark.
"Do you see that canoe, that came out last, is paddling down towards us?
It looks as if it were drifting, but I have seen them dip a paddle in, several times.

The others are pulling up their lines, so as to be in readiness to join in.

Get your piece ready to pick up, and aim the moment I give the word.

They think they are going to surprise us, but we must be first with them.

Go on with your fishing, and just drop your line overboard, when you pick up your gun." The canoe approached slowly, until it was within thirty yards.