“No, ’twas not safe; one man scaled the rock, and reports the Iroquois just beyond.”
“They hide in covert where I suspected then; but I would see with my own eyes. There is crevice here, as I remember, to give foothold. Ay, here it is, an easy passage enough. Come, La Forest, a glance ahead will make clear my plans.”
The two clambered up noiselessly, and outstretched themselves on the flat surface above. The dawn brightened, almost imperceptibly, so I could distinguish the savage forms on either side, some standing, some squatting on the grass, all motionless, but alert, their weapons gleaming, their cruel eyes glittering from excitement. La Forest descended cautiously, and touched the arm of the chief.
“You see?”
The Indian shook his head.
“Sequitah know now; he not need see. We do what white chief says.”
La Forest turned toward me.
“And you, Madame, De Artigny would have you join him.”
Surprised at the request I rested my foot in his hand, and crept forward along the smooth surface until I lay beside Rene. He glanced aside into my face.