The Lords of the Wild - A Story of the Old New York Border by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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their light far over the water, and they think that we won't be able
to hide then." "Which proves that they are in great force on both shores," said Tayoga. "How does it prove it?" asked Robert. The Onondaga laughed softly. "O Dagaeoga," he said, "you speak before you think. You are always thinking before you speak, but perhaps it is not your fault. Manitou gave you a tongue of gold, and it becomes a man to use that which he can use best. It is very simple. To drag up the fallen wood for such big fires takes many men. Nor would all of them be employed for such work. While some of them feed the flames others are seeking us. We can look for their canoes soon." "Their plan isn't a bad one for what they want to do," said the hunter. "A master mind must be directing them. I am confirmed in my opinion that St. Luc is there." "I've been sure of it all the time," said Robert; "it seems that fate intends us to be continually matching our wits against his." "It's a fact, and it's strange how it's come about," said the hunter thoughtfully. Robert looked at him, hoping he would say more, but he did not continue the subject. Instead he said: |
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