The chauffeur, partly an Indian himself, knew well how to manage his captive and quieted the fellow by squeezing his throat with his broad stubby fingers.
"How long have you had him there ?" inquired Uncle John, looking at the discomfited "brave" curiously.
"About an hour," was the reply.
"Let him go, then.

We have no prison handy, and the man has perhaps been punished enough." "I have wait to ask permission to kill him," said Wampus solemnly.

"He know English talk, an' I have told him he is to die.

I have describe, sir, several torture we make on Injun who steal, which make him think he die several time.

So he is now prepare for the worst." The Indiam squirmed again, and with a sigh Wampus arose and set him free.
"See," he said; "you are save only by mercy of Great White Chief.