All, all returned?"
To which the bearess answered:
"Yes all returned to Manitou den,
Save those who walk by night with men.
To bring the deeds in darkness done,
To the dread light of the tell-tale sun."
Then suddenly assuming a tone of voice as different from the former as fiddle from violin, and with a particular eye to our hero, where he still kept his seat on his charger's back, or rather was kept there by the unlocked arms of Manitou-Echo, the bearess added:
"And you did find the little runaway, sure enough, Nick?"
"Aye, that did I, and a stiff-necked, strong-backed, hard-muzzled cub of a human thing do I find him, too! Tough! Tough!"
"Then all the accounts we have heard of him are but too true," sadly observed the bearess, whom the bear called "Meg."