"You may not believe it, but it is true. Shrahegan saw you then, and once again at Klassan."
"At Klassan!"
"Yes, at Klassan."
"But what were you doing there?"
"Ah, Shrahegan went as a spy. The Quelchies wished to attack the Tukudhs; kill the men, and steal their women. He crossed the mountain, and crept upon the village at night. He looked through a window into a big building, and heard the Indians sing just like you sang to-day. Then he saw there the man who had saved his life, dressed all in white, talking to the people, though he could not hear what was said. Then Shrahegan crept softly away back to his own people, and told the chief his story."
"And that was why you spared me," said Keith in astonishment.
"Yes. Shrahegan saw there the man who saved the old chief's son, and Shrahegan never forgets a kindness."
"What! are you the chief's son?"
"Yes."
"And what would have happened if I had not saved your life, or if you had not recognized me?"