"Is my brother alone?" I asked at last.
"Two Oneida youths and my adopted sister are with me, brother."
"Where are they?"
"They are here."
"Let them show themselves," said I, instantly bitten by suspicion.
Two young men and a girl came calmly from the thicket and stood on the bank. All carried blanket and rifle. At a sign from Tahioni, all three laid their blankets at their feet and placed their rifles across them.
One, a stocky, powerful youth, spoke first:
"I am Kwiyeh.[5] My clan is the Oneida Tortoise."
The other young fellow said: "Brother, I am Hanatoh,[6] of the Oneida Tortoise."
Then they calmly seated themselves.