A pleasant glow stole over them, as the fire burnt up.
"I will watch now, Bathalda, and you shall sleep." "I do not think that there is any danger, my lord.

They believe us among the woods on the other side of the mountains, and it is not at all likely there will be any vigilant watch kept upon this side.
We can both sleep without fear." Roger was glad to hear his companion's opinion, and in a few minutes was fast asleep.
When he awoke it was day.

Bathalda was cooking some flesh over the embers of the fire.
"You have been asleep, I hope, Bathalda ?" Roger said, as he rose to his feet and shook himself.
"I have slept, my lord," the hunter said, although in fact it was not until morning began to break that he had relaxed his watchfulness.

"We will be off as soon as we have eaten.

It is possible that parties may, as soon as it is daybreak, go along by the edge of the snow line, to assure themselves that we are still on the other side of the mountain; and if so, they will probably come across our footsteps--therefore we had best be moving, at once." Two long days' marches took them deep into the woods lying north of Tlatlanquitepec.