"Your old room iss ready," he said, "und now, if you two lads will go to it, you can get a good und long night's sleep." Robert was somewhat surprised. He felt that they were being dismissed, which was almost like the return of the old days when they were schoolboys, but Tayoga touched him on the elbow, and his declaration that he was not sleepy died on his lips. Instead, he said a polite good-night and he and Tayoga went away as they were bid. "Now, what did he mean? Why was he so anxious to get rid of us?" asked Robert, when they were again in their room. "Mynheer Jacobus expects something," replied the Onondaga, gravely. "He expects it to come out of the night, and appear at a window of the room in which we first sat, the window that looks over the garden, and to the street behind us." "How do you know that?" asked Robert, astonished. Tayoga explained what he had seen. "I do not doubt you. It's convincing," said Robert, "but I'd not have noticed it." "We of the red nations have had to notice everything in order that we might live. As surely as we sit here, Dagaeoga, Mynheer Jacobus is at the window, watching. When I lie down on the bed I shall keep my clothes on, and I shall not sleep. We may be called." "I shall do the same, Tayoga." Nevertheless, as time passed, young Lennox fell asleep, but the Onondaga did not close his eyes. What was time to him? The red race always had time to spare, and nature and training had produced in him illimitable patience. He had waited by a pool a whole day and night for a deer to come down to drink. He heard the tall clock standing on the floor in the corner strike ten, eleven, and then twelve, and a half hour later, when he was as wide awake as ever, there was a knock at the door. But he had first heard the approaching footsteps of the one who came and knocked, and he was already touching the shoulder of Robert, who sat up at once, sleep wholly gone from him. "It is Mynheer Jacobus," said Tayoga, "and he wants us." Then he opened the door and the large red face of Mynheer Huysman looked into the room, which was illuminated by the moonlight. "Come, you lads," he said, in sharp, eager tones, "und bring your pistols with you." Robert and Tayoga snatched up their weapons, and followed him into the sitting-room, where the tall lank youth, Peter, stood. "You know Peter," he said, "und Peter knows you. Now, listen to what he hass to tell, but first pledge me that you will say nothing of it until I give you leave. Do you?" "We do," they replied together. "Then, Peter, tell them what you haf seen, but be brief, because it may be that we must act quickly."