"Of course, I have."
"What is it?"
"This—and I count on you to help me in carrying it out."
Brighteye affectionately pressed his friend's hand. "You are right," he said: "now for your idea."
"It is very simple; we will leave the camp directly, and go along the river side."
"Yes,—I would merely draw your attention to the fact, that the storm will soon break out, and the rain is already falling in large drops."
"The greater reason to make haste."
"That is true."
"Then you will accompany me?"
"By Jove! did you doubt it, perchance?"