Suppose this glimpse of herself had been given to me only to be withdrawn! I was afraid to speak, and waited.
She stood up facing me.
"Louis!"
"Madame!"
"What is the matter, sire?"
"Nothing, madame, nothing."
"Where is Paul?"
I did not know what to do, and looked at her completely helpless; for if I told her Paul was dead, she might relapse; and evasions must be temporary.
"The Indian took him," she cried.
"But the Indian didn't kill him, Eagle."