"I know for a certainty, because, when I left Unicorn, he begged me to invite you to it, as he knew I should see you shortly."
"I willingly accept, for a buffalo hunt always had great attractions for me."
"You will not have far to go to find Unicorn, for he is scarce ten leagues from this place."
"The hunt will take place, then, in the neighbourhood?"
"The meeting-place is Yellowstone Plain."
"I shall not fail to be there, father. Ah! I am delighted, more than you can suppose, at the happy news you have brought me."
"All the better, my friend. Now, gentlemen, I will ask you to excuse me; for I feel so broken with fatigue that, with your permission, I will go and take a few hours' rest."
"I was a fool not to think of it before," Valentine exclaimed with vexation as he struck his forehead. "Pardon me, father."
"I thought for my brother," said Curumilla. "If my father will follow me all is ready."
The missionary thanked him with a smile and rose, bowed to all present, and supported by Eagle-wing, he followed Curumilla into another chamber of the grotto. Father Seraphin found a bed of dry leaves covered with bear skins, and a fire so arranged as to burn all night. The two Indians retired after bowing respectfully to the father, and assuring themselves that he needed nothing more.