"God grant it may be so!" said the general, with great agitation.
"As soon as he comes I will send you word, if between this and then you have not quitted your camp."
"Do you know where my troop is encamped?"
"We know everything in the desert," the trapper said, with a smile.
"I accept your promise."
"You have my word, sir."
"Thank you."
At that moment Doña Luz came out of the hut; after having made Black Elk a sign to recommend silence, the general hastened to join her.
The travellers remounted their horses, and after thanking the trappers for their cordial hospitality, they again took the road to the camp.