"He is meditating something evil: he wants to leave us.
"What evil is there in that, if he thinks we have gone far enough to be safe?"
"You have forgotten that he fought with the Iroquois today; he wants to go back to Wyoming and join them in their work."
"If that is so, how can we hinder him?"
"I don't know that we can; but I shall try it."
Ben busied himself gathering more wood, so that the fire cast a glow several yards from where it burned against the boulder.
When he had collected enough to last a long while, he came back and sat down by his mother. All this time the Delaware remained motionless, with his face away from them. He was debating some troublous question in his mind. They watched him closely.
He turned about abruptly, and said—"Omas must go—he say 'goodnight' to his friends."