The girl started, but did not turn or seem to notice that any one was behind her. She only answered:
"I hear, Metacomet. Speak on."
"I have been three times to her prison, in as many disguises, but they will not let me in."
"Then she is unprepared? All attempts to warn her have failed?"
"All! She has no hope that a friend is near."
"Then we have but to act with more courage and caution," answered the girl.
"Mahaska!"
"Well, Metacomet."
"If Moneto has need of me, and I fall, go to the woods with my people; be their prophetess and queen. Do not let our white foes drive them from the face of the earth."
"I will live with them or die for them!" was the firm answer.