He will be a hero, he will draw in his belt notch by notch, and never say a word." "That will do, Tayoga," interrupted the hunter.

"While you play upon Robert's nerves you play upon mine also, and they tell me you've said enough.

Actually I'm beginning to feel famished." Tayoga laughed once more.
"While I jest with you I jest also with myself," he said.

"Now we'll sleep, since there is nothing else to do." He drew his blanket up to his eyes, leaned against the stony wall and slept.

Robert could not imitate him.