He'll be so sweet and nice among the little younkers.

_That's_ what I'll do with dear Motoza!" It was impossible not to read the terrible purpose that lay behind all this.

The boys made no mistake.

Jack Dudley shuddered, but was silent.
He knew the miscreant richly merited the threatened retribution, and yet he wished it were not impending.
Surely, if anyone was justified in calling down vengeance upon the head of the vagrant Sioux it was his victim--he who had felt his hatred, and whose physical sufferings must remind him of the same for weeks to come.
But Fred Greenwood was in a gracious and forgiving mood.

His heart throbbed when he recalled what he had so recently passed through, but he could not lose sight of the blessed fact that he _had_ passed through it all.