"Yes," she said, in a melancholy voice; "I cannot remain here longer."
On hearing these words, the Coras Chief quivered with joy; a sinister ray flashed from his dark eyes; but he immediately resumed his stoical appearance, and the maidens did not notice his emotion.
"But what shall we do to procure means of flight?"
"That is my affair, so do not trouble yourself about it. This very night, I repeat, we shall start."
"May Heaven grant it!" Doña Clara sighed.
Ellen turned to the chief and said:
"Does my brother know, at a short distance from the spot where we now are, any Indian pueblo where we can seek shelter?"
"Two suns from here, in a northwestern direction, there is a pueblo, inhabited by a tribe of my nation. It was thither I intended to lead my white father's daughter after her escape."
"And we shall be in safety with that tribe?"
"The daughter of Acumapicthzin will be as safe as in her father's hacienda," the Indian answered, evasively.