This question was answered by the return of four of the warriors, who had pursued Glyndon to the river’s edge, and who reported that the old hunter had swam down the stream, apparently uninjured by the bullets they had sent after him.
The Prophet turned to Percy Vere.
“What is the number of your party?” he demanded, in good English, and spoken with a purity that surprised the boy.
Percy Vere hesitated to answer this question.
“Speak!” cried the Prophet, in a peremptory manner.
Still Percy Vere hesitated.
CHAPTER IX.
CONJURATION.
“Speak!” repeated the Prophet, and the shrill tones of his voice arose in a menacing manner.
“Why don’t you go to our camp, and find out?” suggested Cute, in a sarcastical manner.
“Hush!” cautioned Percy Vere, fearing that the Prophet might become enraged.