"How is it that you are here, then?"
"The other day we stopped along the shore a while, and I went off in the woods, and got lost. When I found my way back, the flat-boat had gone, and I was left alone. I've been wandering around ever since, and am nearly starved to death. Be you two hunting?"
"No, we are making our way to a settlement some miles off. Do you wish to go with us?"
"Yes, anywhere to get out of these derned woods. Gracious! what a big job it'll be to cut all these trees down," said young Hunt, looking above and around him, as though absorbed with this new idea.
"A big job, certainly; but there'll be a big lot to do it when the time comes. There don't appear to be any reason why we should wait, and so we'll move ahead."
"Which way are you going?"
"Right ahead."
"Over the same ground that I come over?"
"I s'pose so."
"Oh, heavens! you are lost if you do. Don't do that."