HOSPITALITY.
Gueyma's and the Cougar's horses walked side by side, the riders modulating the pace, and stealthily looking around them.
Behind them pressed a crowd of Indians. Arnal and Dove's Eye, standing up near the principal watch fire, motionless, and hand in each other's band, directed their eyes towards the advancing troop. Dove's Eye was pale and trembling, but cool and calm in appearance.
Arnal smiled pleasingly at Gueyma, whose look, at times, was fixed upon him with unspeakable tenderness.
The Cougar alone seemed anxious.
When the two chiefs had come at about three or four paces from the bright burning fire, they alighted, and throwing the bridles on the necks of their horses, they bowed courteously to the young warrior, the latter immediately returning their salute.
"I am happy to see you, chief," said he, in a gentle voice. "Having set out several suns ago to meet you, I thank the Great Spirit, who has thus suddenly brought me to you."
Gueyma again bowed, affecting not to see Dove's Eye.
"I thank you, brother," answered he, addressing Arnal; "no camp could suit me better than yours."