Then to Jehiel:
"This other pale-face squaw—what right has he here, and what does he want?"
"None of yer business, you darned fool! Now what are you goin' to do about it?"
"Red Pine will make you cry before long!"
"No you won't, you old sucker; you can't do that little thing," replied the scout.
"We will see. When the sun shows its face above the trees, the pale-face shall die by fire."
"The sooner the better, old stoughton bottle. It's a chilly night, and a little fire will do a fellow good."
"Red Pine says you shall die!"
"Yaas, I heerd you, you dirty squaw thief, but you Sioux will lie so that a feller can't depend on what you say. If you should accidentally be telling the truth, it will be better to die than live around where you are!"
"Pale-face talks brave now; we will hear him cry when he eats fire!"