malicious grin. "Do they love the dark better than
the sunshine?"
"Not so," replied Joe, coolly; "but we love to
walk by the light of the moon. It will be up in less
than an hour, and we mean to take a long ramble to-night."
"The Pawnee chief loves to walk by the moon, too;
he will go with the Pale-faces."
"Good!" ejaculated Joe. "Come along, then."
The party immediately set forward, although the
savage was a little taken by surprise at the indifferent