Where is that Indian?
You don't mean to say he's gone ?" Robert laughed again.

Tayoga, after his fashion, had vanished in silence.
"He's well on his way to Captain Colden now," he said, exaggerating a little for the sake of effect.

"He'll be a great chief some day, and meanwhile he's the fastest runner in the whole Six Nations." Colden and his troop arrived soon, and the two little commands were united, to the great joy of all.

Lieutenant Wilton had passed from the extreme of confidence to the utmost distrust.

Where it had not been possible for an Indian to exist he now saw a scalplock in every bush.
"On my honor," he said to Colden, "James, I was never before in my life so happy to see you.