That is, your legal law."
"I cannot say that you are wrong," returned the trapper, whose
opinions on this important topic, though drawn from very different
premises, were in singular accordance with those of his companion,
"and I have often thought and said as much, when and where I have
believed my voice could be heard. But your beasts are stolen by them
who claim to be masters of all they find in the deserts."
"They had better not dispute that matter with a man who knows better,"
said the other in a portentous voice, though it seemed deep and
sluggish as he who spoke.
"I call myself a fair trader, and one who gives to his chaps as good
as he receives. You saw the Indians?"
"I did--they held me a prisoner, while they stole into your camp."
"It would have been more like a white man and a Christian, to have let
me known as much in better season," retorted Ishmael, casting another
ominous sidelong glance at the trapper, as if still meditating evil.
"I am not much given to call every man, I fall in with, cousin, but
colour should be something, when Christians meet in such a place as
this.
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