But I'm uneasy about the redskin.

If he's from north of the river, there's a Mingo camp somewhere about and they've gone there....

I never had much notion of Seneca Indians, and I reckon Jim's took a big risk." All evening he followed the trail, which crossed the low hills into the corn-brakes and woodlands of a broader valley.

Presently he saw that he had been right, and that Lovelle and the Indian had begun their journey in the night, for the prints showed like those of travellers in darkness.

Before sunset Boone grew very anxious.