"When I said I wished to ask your advice, I was wrong; I should have said I had a prayer to address to you."
"Be assured that if it be possible for me to grant it, I will do so without hesitation."
White Gazelle stopped for a moment; then, making an effort over herself, she seemed to form a resolution, and went on:
"You have no personal hatred to Red Cedar?"
"Pardon me. Red Cedar is a villain, who plunged a family I love into mourning and woe: he caused the death of a maiden who was very dear to me, and of a man to whom I was attached by ties of friendship."
White Gazelle gave a start of impatience, which she at once repressed. "Then?" she said.
"If he fall into my hands, I will remorselessly kill him."
"Still, there is another person who has had, for many years, terrible insults to avenge on him."
"Whom do you allude to?"
"Bloodson."