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Willet too
spoke in a manner much superior to that of the usual scout and hunter.
"If the Indians post lines out of range and merely maintain a watch what
will we do?" asked Robert. "I, for one, don't want to stay here
indefinitely."
"Nor do any of us," replied Willet. "We ought to be moving. A long delay
here won't help us. We've got to think of something."
The two, actuated by the same impulse, looked at Tayoga. He was very
thoughtful and presently glanced up at the heavens.
"What does the Great Bear think of the sky?" he asked.
"I think it's a fine sky, Tayoga," Willet replied with a humorous
inflection. "But I've always admired it, whether it's blue or gray or
just black, spangled with stars."
Tayoga smiled.
"What does the Great Bear think of the sky?" he repeated. "Do the signs
say to him that the coming night will be dark like the one that has just
gone before?"
"They say it will be dark, Tayoga, but I don't believe we'll have the
rain again."
"We do not want the rain, but we do want the dark.


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