He went willingly enough. He did not know it, but he was well on the way of being tamed.
"Go!" said Bela to Musq'oosis.
"I got talk to you," he said.
"Talk! Talk!" cried Bela irritably. "You bus' my head open wit' your talk. I had enough talk. Go to bed."
"No, to-night I goin' stay," said Musq'oosis calmly. "I your fat'er's friend, I your friend. I see you goin' to the bad. I got say somesing, I guess."
Bela laughed harshly. "Bad! Ol' man talk! What is bad? Everything is bad!"
"Mahooley is bad to women," said Musq'oosis.
"I know that. He can't hurt me. Because I hate him. I goin' mak' a fool of him. You see."
"Mahooley never marry you," said the old man.