Oneotah shuddered, and Percy Vere felt, without exactly understanding why, that there was a covert threat in these words of the Prophet.
“Multuomah could protect me,” answered Oneotah, plaintively.
“No; not against Howlish Wampo,” answered the Prophet, impressively. “Have patience; all I have promised shall come true.”
Oneotah bowed his head again in his submissive manner.
“I am content,” he answered.
“Why does he wear that antelope’s head?” asked Percy Vere.
“To carry out his name.”
“You call him the Antelope?”
“Among my followers he is known by that name.”
“But the other name—Oneotah?”