"My father is at home," Lucaney said, lifting the poncho that covered the opening.
Nocobotha went in.
"My brother will follow me," he said.
The woollen curtain fell again behind the two Ulmens.
This abode, like the others, contained a fire, by the side of which Nocobotha and Lucaney seated themselves. They smoked in silence for some moments, when the great chief addressed Lucaney.
"Have the Ulmens, Apo-Ulmens and caraskens of all the nations and tribes assembled on the island of Ghole-Isechel, as I gave orders?"
"They are all assembled," Lucaney answered.
"When will they come to my toldo?"
"The chiefs are awaiting my father's good pleasure."
"Time is precious. Before twilight we must have ridden twenty leagues. Lucaney will warn the chiefs."