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CHAPTER XXVI
I am not prone to weeping, as our sex
Commonly are.
--But I have that honourable
Grief lodged here, which burns worse than
Tears drown
--Shakspeare.
When within twenty feet of the prisoners, the Tetons stopped, and
their leader made a sign to the old man to draw nigh. The trapper
obeyed, quitting the young Pawnee with a significant look, which was
received, as it was meant, for an additional pledge that he would
never forget his promise. So soon as Mahtoree found that the other had
stopped within reach of him, he stretched forth his arm, and laying a
hand upon the shoulder of the attentive old man, he stood regarding
him, a minute, with eyes that seemed willing to penetrate the recesses
of his most secret thoughts.
"Is a Pale-face always made with two tongues?" he demanded, when he
found that, as usual, with the subject of this examination, he was as
little intimidated by his present frown, as moved by any apprehensions
of the future.


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