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The beast has not been long killed, and it may be that some of
the beef is still hereaway."
"Lift the corner of the skin, old trapper," said Paul, with the tone
of one, who felt, as if he had now proved his right to mingle his
voice in any council; "if there is a morsel of the hump left, it must
be well cooked, and it shall be welcome."
The old man laughed, heartily, at the conceit of his companion.
Thrusting his foot beneath the skin, it moved. Then it was suddenly
cast aside, and an Indian warrior sprang from its cover, to his feet,
with an agility, that bespoke how urgent he deemed the occasion.

CHAPTER XXIV
I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well.
--Shakspeare.
A second glance sufficed to convince the whole of the startled party,
that the young Pawnee, whom they had already encountered, again stood
before them. Surprise kept both sides mute, and more than a minute was
passed in surveying each other, with eyes of astonishment, if not of
distrust.


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