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"The three live in different lodges and they will have to pass it one to another for use," said Inmutanka. Will glanced at Roka, who understood him, and then he glanced at Pehansan, who also understood him.
The natives had told Harvey and Roka that this bay was a spot famed as the haunt of a huge species of rock-cod called pura, some of which, they said, "took two strong men to lift," and they were greatly pleased when they found that both the white man and Roka knew the pura well, and had eagerly assented to Harvey's proposition that they should spend an hour or two in the place, and try and get one or two of the gigantic fish; as they had the necessary tackle thick, six-plaited lines of coir fibre, with heavy wooden hooks such as are used for shark-fishing by the natives of the equatorial and north-west islands of the Pacific.
"But he'll feed our people down in the village," said Pehansan, who was also in good spirits. "Still the wild beasts are coming nearer. It is great luck that we have so much wood for the fires." He and Will built the fires higher, while Roka sent two or three arrows at the green or yellow eyes in the dark.
With so many to lift and pull they were able to remove the entire robe from the giant buffalo, the finest skin that many of them had ever seen. It was so vast that it was a cause of great wonder and admiration. "It belongs," said Xingudan, "to Waditaka, Pehansan and Roka, the three brave warriors who slew the buffalo."
It will give us a better chance to plant our arrows in him, and he cannot charge more than one at a time." "Good tactics, Roka," whispered Will. Roka, as the oldest, took the center, Pehansan turned to the right and Will to the left.
Telling his native friends that he would return in an hour or two, or as soon as he had caught some feke. Harvey set off, accompanied by Roka and Huka, the latter carrying a heavy turtle-spear, about five feet in length from the tip of its wide arrow-headed point to the end of the pole of ironwood.
Roka, the big Manhikian native, whose brother had been killed, answered for himself and his comrades in the same tongue. "Ay, that is true. But yet it is hard that I, whose brother's blood is before my eyes and the smell of it in my nostrils, cannot see these men die. How can we tell, master, that men will judge them for their crimes?
"Just beyond he dig in the snow for bunches of the sweet grass that grow here in summer and that keep alive under the snow." "Then he is not a half hour away," said Roka. "Not more than that," said Pehansan. "We barely creep now." Will began to feel excitement.
"You have delivered your message, Roka," said Xingudan, finally, "and you have no right to deliver it to anybody but me. Therefore your duty is done. Do not mention it again while you are with us." "I obey, O Xingudan," said Roka. "Here I am under your command, and now I will exert all my energies to get well of my wound."
The second day he was in the village, where the women and old men were pounding and drying the flesh of the buffalo, but only the most skilful were permitted to scrape the vast skin, which, when it was finally cured, would make such an ornament as was never before seen in the lodge of a Sioux chief. But Will, Pehansan and Roka were not allowed to have a share in any work for a long time.
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