Emile, who, since he had lived among the Indians, had by degrees adapted himself to their customs, could not at all understand this reception.
Zeno Cabral, however, on perceiving the young man, had run towards him with outstretched arms, apparently delighted to see him again; and then, turning to Tarou Niom, he highly praised the courage and good nature of the Frenchman.
Emile, constrained to reply to these expressions of friendship, had only done so with a certain coolness that the partisan did not appear to remark. At last Zeno Cabral took his leave, and withdrew.
Zeno Cabral passed the limit of the camp of the Guaycurus, and was walking in a wild beast path when he heard a call twice in a low voice.
"Who calls me?" answered he, stopping.
"I," answered someone immediately.
"Gueyma!" said the Montonero, with astonishment.
"Yes, señor," answered the young man, "it is me."
"What do you want with me, my friend?"
"You remember that tomorrow the five days expire."