A single look at the boy will
set you both up in resolution."
"My brother has turned his eyes on the wrong path," interrupted
Mahtoree, with a complacency that betrayed how unwilling he was to
offend his intended interpreter.
"The Dahcotah will speak to my young men?"
"After he has sung in the ear of the flower of the Pale-faces."
"The Lord forgive the desperate villain!" exclaimed the old man in
English. "There are none so tender, or so young, or so innocent, as to
escape his ravenous. wishes. But hard words and cold looks will profit
nothing; therefore it will be wise to speak him fair. Let Mahtoree
open his mouth."
"Would my father cry out, that the women and children should hear the
wisdom of chiefs! We will go into the lodge and whisper."
As the Teton ended, he pointed significantly towards a tent, vividly
emblazoned with the history of one of his own boldest and most
commended exploits, and which stood a little apart from the rest, as
if to denote it was the residence of some privileged individual of the
band.
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