He had not gotten away from them yet, however, and among the first to welcome him was the haughty presence of Red Wolf.
Steve did not know that Ni-ha-be had already stirred up her brother on his account.
"Knotted Cord saved your scalp," she said to him "Now he comes to visit you, and you are too proud to speak to him. You are no better than a pale-face."
"Red Wolf is young. He must wait for his turn. The old men would push him back."
"No, they won't. They will keep Send Warning to talk to them. Knotted Cord is young. His head is brown, not white."
There was something in that, and Red Wolf did not wait till the formal reception of the two white visitors was attended to. He said to his father,
"Knotted Cord is mine. He must eat my venison."
"Ugh! Young braves. Been in same fight. Good. Dolores cook deer-meat for him. Old warrior stay with chiefs. Ugh!"
It was precisely as Ni-ha-be had expected, and Red Wolf was the proudest young brave in camp when he held out his hand to Steve and found it grasped so very heartily.
Steve was glad to see him, and showed it, and so did Murray. The latter, indeed, won the heart of Many Bears by saying of his son, in the presence of the warriors standing by, "Brave young man. Stand right up and fight. Make a great war-chief some day. I like him."