The morning after the rescue of Jehiel he had looked in vain for his other white prisoner, Curtiss. No one could tell where he had gone.
"Who guarded the pale-face?" he demanded.
"It was I," replied a young brave, as he stepped out before his chief.
Without a word the Sioux chief raised his hatchet, and sunk it to the eye in the brain of the warrior, who fell dead at his feet.
An old warrior approached him, and said:
"Nulela, the sister of Red Pine, is gone!"
Somehow or other he could not help connecting the sudden disappearance of his sister with the escape of the white prisoner.
"Did any one see them go?" he asked.
There was no response.
Turning to Gray Eagle, he said: