"Yes, nothing else."
"Well then, you were wrong not to speak to me sooner, for the evil would have been repaired, and we on the road."
"Is it true?" the squatter exclaimed joyfully.
"You shall see how quickly it will be done."
The girl rose, and disappeared behind a clump. In ten minutes she returned; her gown was so arranged that while allowing her the free use of her limbs, it no longer floated, and consequently ran no risk of being entangled in the trees.
"Here I am," she said, with a laugh; "how do you find me?"
"Admirable."
"Well, then, we will start when you please."
"At once."
Red Cedar made his final preparations; these were not long, for he had but to remove all traces of his encampment. More difficult still, none of the pursuers, if they happened to pass that way, should be able to discover the road taken by the adventurers. In consequence, Red Cedar took his daughter on his muscular shoulders, and heading the party in Indian file he followed for about an hour the road taken by Nathan. Then, he and his comrades returning, marching backwards, gradually effacing the footprints, not so carefully that they could not be discovered, but sufficiently so for those who found them not to suppose they had been left expressly.