That followed the other; and with all the gravity that Larry could assume he shoved the handle of the first weapon between the waistband of his trousers and shirt. "Whart, you can take charge of that," he added, passing the knife to his companion, who readily disposed of it about his person. The most dangerous implement of all still remained in the hands of the Shawanoe, and the captors were perplexed for the moment as to how it was to be disposed of. It would have been easy to render it useless, and the arrows might have been cast down the ravine, but they hesitated to take that step. The same thought was in the minds of the lads. Arqu-wao might be used as a friend and an ally in the danger which still threatened, and, if so, he would need some weapon to be of avail in emergencies. Wharton now advanced and spoke: "Arqu-wao, do you know where the block-house is?" The expression of the Indian's face showed that he did not comprehend the question. "Big house--fort--place where white men are?" "Yes--me know--me been dere," he replied, nodding his head vigorously. "It's off yonder, isn't it?" inquired Wharton, pointing with his hand in the supposed direction. Arqu-wao shook his head. "Not dere--off dere," he said, indicating a point of the compass fully forty-five degrees removed from the first. "I wonder if he's right?" said Wharton, doubtfully, turning toward his companion. "Yes, for he's so scared he's sure to play square for a time." "Very well," said Wharton, looking toward the Indian. "Lead the way; if you go wrong, we shoot, we kill." "Arqu-wao go right--he go right--he good Shawanoe--broder of Blazing Arrow." The latter remark was startling to the boys, and they looked inquiringly at each other, wondering what he could mean. "Begorra, if he's a brother to him, it's a bad ricommindation to himsilf," remarked Larry. "He may be the flower of the flock, but we will keep sharp watch on him." The Indian, now that he understood that he had chance for his life, lost most of the fear that had filled him from the moment he was arrested in the very act of committing a crime. He showed his knowledge of what was said to him by walking, not parallel to the course of the torrent, which the boys had intended to take for their guidance, but diverging at quite a sharp angle from it. Neither of the youths could be satisfied whether this was favorable or not, but there was logic in Larry's theory that their guide was so frightened that he would act honestly, at least for a time. If he was doing so, he was doing them a great favor, for, instead of walking a number of miles down the gorge, and then returning over the same route, this distance would be saved by "cutting across lots," with the probability of eluding the hostile Shawanoes waiting in ambush. Whether such was the fact or not must be left to future developments.