“What does the great chief desire?” inquired the crafty Japazaws.
“Bring Pocahontas as a captive to my ship to-morrow and the kettle is yours. Also I will bestow many presents of guns and hatchets when next you visit Jamestown.”
“Japazaws dare not. Powhatan would kill,” said Japazaws.
“He need never know. Tell him that I took her and then turned the great guns of my ship upon you.”
“It is enough. Japazaws will do it to show his love for the white man. Forget not the copper kettle.”
Back went Japazaws and told his wife of his bargain, but she was very unwilling to betray Pocahontas.
“Japazaws will beat hard if the squaw not obey.” At that threat she quailed and consented to aid him.
The next day she told Pocahontas that she and her husband were going on board the white man’s ship and wanted her to go, too. There would be no danger, she said. The pale faces were friends. All would be well.
Captain Argall received them with a great show of friendship and spread a feast in their honor. English food that they had never tasted was placed before them.
“Taste of this, Japazaws,” said Argall, handing a dish of veal sweetbread to him.