“Of course—yes,” said Brazier eagerly. “Let’s go up it.”
“But there’s one thing to be said, sir.”
“What’s that?”
“We shall have to be careful.”
“Is the river dangerous?”
“Tidy, sir; but we can get over that. It’s the Indians.”
“Indians?”
“Yes, sir; some of them may be along the side, but if we are on the watch and take care, being well armed and a fairly strong party, I think they are not likely to interfere with us much.”
Rob pricked up his ears at this as they began gliding up the stream, noting the difference directly, for it was far less powerful, the men having no difficulty at all in forcing the boat along, save here and there where they encountered a rapid, up which they thrust the boat with poles.
“Did you hear what old Shaddy said?” Rob whispered to his companion.