Chapter Forty Two.
A Soliloquy.
Wacora came from the council chamber, where the warriors had assembled, and passed over to the house where dwelt his white captive.
This was no unusual thing for him when he deemed himself safe from her observation. Upon the day in question, however, he had resolved to see her.
The time had come when active measures were about to be taken by the United States Government in order to “suppress” (such was the term used) the Indians in Florida, and although none could know at that moment how difficult the undertaking would prove, all were alive to the fact that the work was about to commence in earnest.
Information of this had reached the young Seminole chief; and he saw the necessity of removing his tribe from their present residence.
Hence the council—hence, also, his visit to Alice Rody.
He had determined to lay the facts fully before her, in order that she might name the time of return to her own people.