Only now did he admit to himself that he had been terribly alarmed about Tayoga, and he recognized the enormous relief he felt when the Onondaga had passed his crisis.
"In truth, you pick up fast, Tayoga," he said whimsically.

"Suppose we go forth now and hunt the enemy.

We might finish up what Rogers, Willet and Daganoweda have left of St.Luc's force." "I would go," replied Tayoga in the same tone, "but Tododaho and Areskoui have told me to bide here awhile.

Only a fear that my disobedience might cause me to lose their favor keeps me in the cave.
But I wish you to bear in mind, Dagaeoga, that I still exert my will as the medicine men of my nation bid the sick and the hurt to do, and that I feel the fevered blood cooling in my veins, strength flowing back into my weak muscles, and my nerves, that were all so loose and unattuned, becoming steady." "I'll admit that your will may help, Tayoga, but it's chiefly the long sleep you've had, the good home you enjoy, and the superb care of Dr.
Robert Lennox of Albany, New York, and the Vale of Onondaga.

On the whole, weighing the question carefully, I should say that the ministrations of Dr.Lennox constitute at least eighty per cent of the whole." "You are still the great talker, Dagaeoga, that you were when you defeated St.Luc in the test of words in the Vale of Onondaga, and it is well.