"I will explain myself, sir," the Count continued, and, turning to Natah Otann, "you will do me the justice to allow that I have scrupulously kept the promise I made you; in spite of the grief and disgust I felt, I did not fail once; you ever found me cold and calm at your side. Is this not so?—answer, sir."
"It is true," Natah Otann replied, coldly.
"Very good, sir; it is now my turn to ask from you the fulfilment of the promises you made me."
"Be a little more explicit, sir," the Chief said. "During the last few hours I have been actor in and witness of so many extraordinary things, that I may possibly have forgotten what I did promise you."
The Count smiled with disdain.
"I expected such trickery," he said, drily.
"You misinterpret my words. I may have forgotten, but I do not refuse to satisfy your just claims."
"Very good; I admit that, so I will remind you of the stipulations made between us."
"I shall be glad to hear them."
"I pledged myself to remain by yourself unarmed during the action, to follow you everywhere, and ever to go in the first rank of the combatants."