"Dispose of me as you please, señorita."
"Do you know a trapper named Black Elk?"
"Yes; he has a hut not a great way from us, near a beaver pond."
"That is the person, my good doctor. Well, as soon as it is light, you must go to him from me."
"For what purpose, señorita?"
"Because I ask you," she said, in a calm tone.
"Oh! then you may be at ease; I will go," he replied.
"Thank you, doctor."
"What shall I say to him?"
"You will give him an account of what has taken place here tonight."