The hunter shook his head.
"You will not, Mr. Edward, persuade yourself thoroughly of one thing."
"What?"
"That the Indians are different men from the Europeans with whom you have hitherto had dealings."
"Nonsense, were a man to listen to you wood rangers, he would be, at every two steps, in danger of death, and it would be impossible to move, except by crawling on all fours, like the wild beasts; that is all trash, my good fellow. I fancy I have already twenty times proved to you that such precautions are useless, and that a man, who boldly meets danger, will always get the best of the most warlike Redskins."
"It is exactly the reason that makes them act toward you in that way, I wish to discover."
"You would do better to try and discover something else."
"What is it?"
"Who that charming girl is, of whom I only had a glance, and whom the chief sent away so brutally."
"Good! then I suppose you have fallen in love now; that's the last thing wanting."