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Rolfe, recognizing him, shook hands heartily and talked for a while, enquiring about those of his family he had known while a hostage at Werowocomoco. After Rolfe had left him to enter the Governor's house, Nautauquas turned to find out what Catanaugh was doing, but could see nothing of him.

With him came Nautauquaus and Catanaugh. The two wandered as they pleased through the town, and Nautauquaus, seeing Rolfe arrive in his boat from his plantation Varina, where he had built a house for Pocahontas, stepped forward to greet him. His love for Pocahontas made him desire to know her future husband better.

And the shamans, sure always of an audience in Catanaugh, made much of him, and in many ways without his knowing it, used him as a tool. Now, it was at their bidding that he sat there motionless, except for his lips, which recited in a tone as regular and as loud as a tree-toad's the words of an incantation they had taught him.

Nautauquas and Catanaugh had enjoyed their time on the island among the palefaces, Catanaugh being interested only in the fort and its guns and in the ship, and Nautauquas, not only in these, but in talking as well as he could with the colonists.

Let us be friends with them." "Have they bewitched thee, Matoaka?" asked Catanaugh sternly. "Hast thou forgot thy father's lodge now that thou hast dwelt among these strangers?" "Nay, Brother, but...." Nautauquas was quick to notice Pocahontas's confusion and the blush that stole over her soft dark cheek. "I think," he said, smiling at her, "that our little Sister hath a story to tell us.

"Wilt thou not adorn thyself," he asked, "with the bright chains of the white men?" "Nay, Brother," she answered; "it may be that I shall wear the strange robes some day, and the bright chains and jewels I will don to-morrow when I am the squaw of an Englishman; but to-day I am still only the daughter of Powhatan." Catanaugh said nothing further, yet he still stood in the doorway.

An hour or so later she beheld in the distance two tall figures approaching, and she sprang ashore from the boat, crying: "Nautauquas! Catanaugh!" as her two brothers hurried to meet her. "Is it indeed our little Matoaka?" asked Nautauquas, "and unharmed and well?" He looked at her critically, as if seeking to discover some great change in her.

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