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Feeling that it was too late to retreat, he profited by
the confusion which prevailed among them, while Weucha was explaining
his character, to advance, until he was again face to face with the
redoubtable Mahtoree. The second interview between these two men, each
of whom was extraordinary in his way, was marked by the usual caution
of the frontiers. They stood, for nearly a minute, examining each
other without speaking.
"Where are your young men?" sternly demanded the Teton chieftain,
after he found that the immovable features of the trapper refused to
betray any of their master's secrets, under his intimidating look.
"The Long-knives do not come in bands to trap the beaver? I am alone."
"Your head is white, but you have a forked tongue. Mahtoree has been
in your camp. He knows that you are not alone. Where is your young
wife, and the warrior that I found upon the prairie?"
"I have no wife. I have told my brother that the woman and her friend
were strangers. The words of a grey head should be heard, and not
forgotten.


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