"
"That, too, will I do; though the Lord he knows that I shall hold
discourse with a horse, not with any vain conceit that my words will
be understood, but only to satisfy the cravings of Indian
superstition. Hector, my pup, what think you, dog, of talking to a
horse?"
"Let the grey-beard speak to him with the tongue of a Pawnee,"
interrupted the young victim, perceiving that his companion had used
an unknown language for the preceding speech.
"My son's will shall be done. And with these old hands, which I had
hoped had nearly done with bloodshed, whether it be of man or beast,
will I slay the animal on your grave!"
"It is good," returned the other, a gleam of satisfaction flitting
across his features. "Hard-Heart will ride his horse to the blessed
prairies, and he will come before the Master of Life like a chief!"
The sudden and striking change, which instantly occurred in the
countenance of the Indian, caused the trapper to look aside, when he
perceived that the conference of the Siouxes had ended, and that
Mahtoree, attended by one or two of the principal warriors, was
deliberately approaching his intended victim.
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