Tears poured down her cheeks, and sobs choked her utterance. Fearful that he might misunderstand these evidences, she cried: "I not cry for sorry. I cry for hate!"
Again Musq'oosis waited patiently until she was in a state to hear him.
"Sam gone to Spirit River," he said calmly.
"I don' care!" cried Bela. "He can't go too far from me!"
"Maybe he sorry now," suggested the old man.
"Not sorry him!" cried Bela. "He not care for nobody. Got hard heart!"
"If you let me tak' team I lak go see him."
Bela stared at him full of excitement at the idea, but suspicious.
"W'at you want see him for?"
"Maybe I bring him back."