Chapter Twenty Three.
The Strayed Canoe.
That night Nelatu left the Indian camp.
Wacora had given him a few hints by which he thought his search for Crookleg might be facilitated.
He had suggested that the negro lay hid within the neighbouring swamp.
This wilderness, difficult to traverse, was of great extent. It was only by a knowledge of its intricate paths that it could be successfully explored.
Nelatu, fully appreciating the difficulty of his undertaking, was more than usually depressed.
This journey through the track of dry timber was easy enough.