"O' course."
"And I think the Indians are spying upon it. They are quite sure now that we were a part of the Spanish force."
"They think they know it, an' they'll hang 'roun' until to-night, when they're more'n likely to shoot into the Spanish camp."
"Which won't hurt us, Sol."
"Not a leetle bit. We kin sing all the time, 'dog eat dog, go it one, go it tother.'"
"Instead of singing," said Henry smiling, "we can put in most of the time sleeping."
"Both please me," said Shif'less Sol, rubbing his hands gleefully.
Everything befell as they thought it would. Other canoes appeared at the edge of the wood on the far shore, but on every occasion further down the river. There was no doubt in the minds of the watchful observers aboard "The Galleon" that they were spying upon the Spanish camp and meditated an attack at night. It was equally certain that the Spaniards knew nothing of the Indians' presence. All the five were now awake and they rejoiced at the prospect.
"I see an easy day comin' to me," said Shif'less Sol luxuriously. "'Tain't often that a lazy man like me kin hev sech a good time an' I'm goin' to make the most o' it."
"I think," said Henry, "that while the Indians are busy with the Spaniards we'd better try to fix up that sail. We don't need a tent and we do need a sail. Some time or other, when we get in a pinch, the sail might do the pulling, leaving the rowers free to use their rifles."