"My father has been a long time," he at length said, harshly.
"I could not be any quicker," the monk answered.
"Wah! My father returns alone; the great Pale warrior was afraid; he did not accompany my father."
"You are mistaken, Chief; the man you call the great Pale hunter, and whom I call Tranquil, was not afraid, and did not refuse to accompany me."
"Och! Blue-fox is a Sachem; his eye pierces the thickest darkness; though he may look he sees nothing."
"That is probably because you do not look in the right direction, that's all."
"My father will explain. Blue-fox desires to know how his Pale friend carried out the mission the Sachem confided to him."
"I took the best advantage possible of my meeting with the hunter, in order to carry out the orders I had received."
"My father will pardon me, I am only a poor Indian without brains; things must be repeated to me several times before I can understand them. Will the great Pale hunter come?"
"Yes."