But it possessed no terrors for him.
The Sioux chief spoke to his sister:
"Let Nulela show her arm to the old man."
The girl tore the sleeve from her left arm, and displayed to the wondering group the blue figure of a square and compass thereon.
"Bear-Paw was right, after all," said the scout. "When he awakes we will tell him."
The old man moved restlessly. His pulse was growing faster and weaker.
"I thought I saw her," he murmured.
"Who?"
"My angel wife and my little Marguerite."
"Look here, Bear-Paw," and the scout held up Nulela's arm so that he could see the figures thereon.