And Bob, following the line of the other's extended arm, saw the glimmer of a fire almost hidden in the dense forest.
"We shall soon know now, Sandy," he observed, cheerfully. "Blue Jacket means to creep forward, and get close enough to the camp to learn whether these are they we have sought, or if we have to go on further."
"But he has already told us he could see that the braves were Senecas, from the feathers in their scalplocks, and their manner of dress?" declared Sandy.
"That is true," Bob replied, softly; "but let us drop down here, and wait for him to return. He cannot be long."
The Shawanee glided away as silently as a shadow, leaving Bob and Sandy at the point where a clump of silver birches would guide him again to their hiding place.
"What if he comes to tell us it is Our Kate?" demanded the younger brother.
"Then we can have but one duty, and that is to wrest her away from those who would try to hold her," came the steady reply.
"They will resist," remarked Sandy.
"It will not be well for them if they do," said his companion, with that stern look upon his face, as seen in the starlight, that always reminded Sandy of their father.