"Herbert, you are a fool."
"Not such a fool as you think, father."
"Why have you done what you have?"
"Well, she does not know me in the affair, and so I shall arrange to rescue her, see?"
"No, I don't see, nor will you."
"Yes, I shall rescue her, and then will win her consent to become my wife, for it shall be so planned that she will have to marry me or the Sioux chief."
"She will take him in preference."
"You are complimentary to your son."
"Well, I feel that you have done wrong, Herbert, for the Red Hatchet loves the girl far more than you do."