He took a step to enter the forest; but at this moment a heavy hand fell on his shoulder. He stopped and turned; Spider was by his side.
"Where is my father going?" the warrior asked, in a slightly sarcastic voice, well adapted to increase the American's alarm; "I think he must be mistaken."
"Why so?" Nathan asked, striving to regain his coolness.
"In the way my father is going, he is leaving the camp."
"Well, what then?"
"Did not my father ask hospitality of the sachem?"
"Yes, I did."
"Then, why is he going away?"
"Who told you I was going, warrior?"
"Why, I fancy the direction you have taken leads to the forest."