Valentine, now completely awake, threw off his buffalo robe, got up and shook himself several times.
"I am at your orders," he said. "What do you desire?"
"To ask your advice," she replied.
"Speak: I am listening."
"Last night, while Unicorn and yourself were looking for Red Cedar on one side, Black Cat and I were looking on the other."
"Do you know where he is?" he quickly interrupted her.
"No; but I suspect it."
He gave her a scrutinising glance, which she endured without letting her eyes sink.
"You know that I am now entirely devoted to you," she said, candidly.
"Pardon me—I am wrong: go on, I beg you."