“But if the chief and his braves dare not fight against Smoholler?” urged Lieutenant Gardiner.
Multuomah crested his head proudly.
“I dare fight against him, and I will,” he rejoined. “Multuomah will fight against Smoholler and all his spirits, to gain Oneotah!”
“Oneotah?”
“A squaw?”
These interrogations came from Glyndon and Lieutenant Gardiner. The surveyors smiled and exchanged glances.
“Here’s a woman in the case—away out here in the wilderness,” said Blaikie. “Who would have thought it?”
“Why not? There are women everywhere,” replied Robbins.
Multuomah had nodded his head affirmatively to the questions put to him, and Glyndon now demanded:
“Who is Oneotah, chief?”