“And I.”
“You?”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“To-day.”
“Ah! And yet you cannot understand it?”
“No.”
“It is strange—very,” Bradford remarked musingly. “He says he receives his power from the Great Spirit. I’m not a believer in miracles; yet, for all I know, he tells the truth. But he has the power—there’s no gainsaying that. You didn’t come completely under his influence?”
“No; but I should have done so if I hadn’t exerted all my will-power and removed my eyes from the talisman—his sign.”
“I understand. Well, I’m hungry. Let’s hunt something to eat.”