“What do you want?” he demanded, putting a bold face on.
“Want little girl,” answered the Indian.
“I am taking her home. Her father sent me for her.”
“No matter; no go,” said the Indian, frowning.
“What good will it do you to keep her?” asked{185} Julius, though he suspected argument would be of no avail.
“No matter; come!” said the savage, and he seized Carrie by the hand.
“Oh, Julius, don’t let him carry me off,” said Carrie, beginning to cry.
“We must go, Carrie,” said our hero, in a low voice. “Perhaps he will let us go after a while.”
“But I want to go to mamma!” said the little girl, piteously.
“No go. Mother bad,” said the Indian.