"Now, Murray, I didn't mean to offend you."
"I'm not offended. It's an idea. It's a good one. It would sound right in Indian ears. I will think about it. I've been an Indian so long I hardly know how it would sound to my friends in England."
"They wouldn't care what you did, I guess, to get Rita out of the hands of the Apaches."
"Of course they would not."
Still, it was a delicate piece of business, and Murray went at it very carefully.
That afternoon, as they were riding along side by side, Many Bears again remarked to him that he would be better off among his Apache friends than anywhere else.
"Have lodge. Have squaw. Be chief a little. Be great brave."
"Got good lodge now."
"Yes, but lodge empty. Want squaw."
"Send Warning is old. No child. Rather have daughter. He has taken the Knotted Cord for a son. All he needs now is a young squaw. Keep her for young brave by-and-by."