"The Great Spirit has told me to tell you that the Tuolos must give up their captives, and cease war. Will you tell the chief so?"
"The Great Spirit did not tell you so," they defiantly answered.
At a signal from John the cords were again brought into play, and the cloth exhibited. At this sight they pleaded for mercy, and promised to do as John requested. They were released and conducted to the outer line of pickets, and quickly disappeared within the village.
It was now nearly four in the morning, and the first streaks of light began to show in the east. Muro knew the Tuolo character. They regarded themselves to be the superiors of all the tribes, and hitherto had treated the others with contempt, excepting the Illyas, whom they respected only because they were the most powerful.
"They are having a warm time discussing the situation," remarked John, as he noted the surging inhabitants. That there was indecision became apparent, and the condition of the Krishnos more precarious, as light began to give them a[p. 102] more decided glimpse of the activities in the village.
Soon warriors were noticed rushing to and from the large circle within which the Krishnos sat. Bows and spears were hurriedly grasped.
"What does it mean?" asked John.
"It is likely they know they are surrounded, and have decided to defend themselves," answered Muro.
A warrior of distinguished appearance emerged from the circle, and advanced toward the position occupied by John. Muro beckoned to John, and together they moved into the open. The warrior saw the two approaching, and he halted.
Turning to his band he spoke a word, and another no less distinguished stepped from the rank and moved toward him.