"Soon," replied Watusk vaguely.
"They tell me it is the best time now to hunt the moose," remarked
Ambrose suggestively. "And the bear's fur is coming in thick and soft.
You have been here two weeks without hunting."
Again Watusk's eyes narrowed like a sulky child's. "Must the Kakisas got hunt every day?" he asked spreading out his hands. "The people are weak with hunger. We got eat before we travel."
Ambrose left this interview in a highly dissatisfied state of mind.
Later in the day Watusk must have thought better of his surliness for he sent a polite message to Ambrose at Simon Grampierre's house, requesting him and Simon to come to a tea dance that night.
He had borrowed Jack Mackenzie's house for the affair since no teepee was big enough to contain it. Mackenzie's was the first house west of the Kakisa encampment.
"Tea-dance! Bah! Indian foolishness!" said Simon.
"Let us go anyway," said Ambrose. "I feel as if there was something crooked going on. This Indian will bear watching."