"Sam!"
"Go on, Dave!" answered the old frontiersman. "Leg it, lad, leg it! In another minit they'll be arfter us like a pack o' hungry wolves."
"You fooled them nicely."
"Yes, but it remains to be seen ef I've gained anything by it. Ef they catch me they'll torture me good, don't forgit thet."
No more was said just then, and one behind the other they continued to force their way through the thickets, moving, as well as they were able, in the direction of Lake Erie.
"Here is a little brook, supposing we take to that?" said Dave, a little later. "Water leaves no trail, you know."
"Yes, lad, and the brook will take us to the lake."
"Have you any idea how far we are from the shore of the lake?"
"Not exactly, but I should say ten to fifteen miles."
"We won't dare to go out on the lake in the daytime."