“No less.”

“It is a good plan.  If Great Bear and the captain agree to it we will do it.”

“It’s fearfully risky,” said Colden.

“If Great Bear and I can go out once and come back safely,” said Tayoga, “we can do it twice.”

The young captain looked at Willet.

“It’s the best plan,” said the hunter.  “Robert hasn’t read his Roman history in vain.”

“Then it’s agreed,” said Colden, “and as soon as another night as dark as this comes we’ll try it.”

The plan being formed, they waited a week before a night, pitchy black, arrived.

CHAPTER VII

THE RED WEAPON

The night was admirably suited to their purpose—­otherwise they would not have dared to leave Fort Refuge—­and Willet, Tayoga and Robert alone undertook the task.  Wilton, Carson and others were anxious to go, but, as an enterprise of such great danger required surpassing skill, the three promptly ruled them out.  The hunter and young Lennox would have disguised themselves as Indians, but as they did not have any paint in the fort they were compelled to go forth in their own garb.

The cold had softened greatly, and, as heavy clouds had come with it, there was promise of snow, which in truth the three hoped would fall, since it would be an admirable cloak for their purpose.  But in any event theirs was to be a perilous path, and Colden shook hands with the three as they lowered themselves softly from the palisade.

“Come back,” he whispered.  “If you find the task too dangerous let it go and return at once.  We need you here in the fort.”

“We’ll come back as victors,” Robert replied with confidence.  Then he and his comrades crouched, close against the palisade and listened.  The Indian fires showed dimly in the heavy dusk, and they knew that sentinels were on watch in the woods, but still keeping in the shadow of the palisade they went to the far side, where the Indian line was thinner.  Then they dropped to hand and knee and crept toward the forest.

They stopped at intervals, lying flat upon the ground, looking with all their eyes and listening with all their ears.  They saw ahead but one fire, apparently about four hundred yards away, and they heard only a light damp wind rustling the dry boughs and bushes.  But they knew they could not afford to relax their caution by a hair, and they continued a slow creeping progress until they reached the woods.  Then they rested on their elbows in a thicket, and took long breaths of relief.  They had been a quarter of an hour in crossing the open and it was an immense relief to sit up again.  They kept very close together, while their muscles recovered elasticity, and still used their eyes and ears to the utmost.  It was impossible to say that a warrior was not near crouching in the thicket as they were, and they did not intend to run any useless risk.  Moreover, if the alarm were raised now, they would escape into the fort, and await another chance.