"I will."
"Good! Are you a man of resolution?"
"I fancy I have proved it."
"That is true. How many days' provisions have you here?"
"Four, at the least."
"That is to say, eight, if necessary."
"Pretty nearly."
"Good! Now, if you like, I will get rid of your enemies for a long time."
"I ask nothing better."
Suddenly the war cry of the Redskins was again heard, but this time more strident and unearthly than the first.