The veneer of white men's ways dropped from him when he entered his own wikiup, and he would not speak quickly.
"Las' night--mebbyso yo' watchum ?" he asked, as one who holds his judgment in abeyance.
"I heap fool.

I no watch.

I let those men come while I think of--a girl.
My eyes sleep." Good Indian was too proud to parry, too bitter with himself to deny.

He had not said the thing before, even to himself, but it was in his heart to hate his love, because it had cost this catastrophe to his friends.
"Kay bueno." Peppajee's voice was harsh.

But after a time he spoke more sympathetically.