"Ha! he must die," muttered Henri.
"Not at all," said Joe; "we'll manage him without
that."
The chief landed and strode boldly up to them, for
he knew well that whatever their purpose might be
they would not venture to use their rifles within sound
of the camp at that hour of the night. As for their
knives, he could trust to his own active limbs and the
woods to escape and give the alarm if need be.
"The Pale-faces hunt very late," he said, with a