Had he expressed his wishes he would have added the words, "hoping he will never come back again," but he was too wise to say anything of that nature.
"Wa-on-mon will not keep him waiting long," was the confident declaration of the Shawanoe.
"And when he returns?"
"Then my brother, the missionary, shall go free."
"And the little one asleep there?"
"She dies."
"Wa-on-mon will not return until the white hunter has fallen before his knife."
"No; but that will not be long."
"Suppose Wa-on-mon does not come back?" remarked Finley, in a matter-of-fact, off-hand manner, but it was the crucial point of the whole matter.
"He will come back," was the response of the chieftain.