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"They talk later outside," he said, "and maybe Timmendiquas let you come and hear wise words that great chiefs say." "I'd like to hear," said Henry. "I know that the Indians are great orators." Heno did not reply, but Henry had divined that he was susceptible to flattery. He understood, too, that it was the policy of White Lightning to impress him with the skill and power of the tribes.
Heno led the way to a bark lodge in the center of the village, and motioned to Henry to enter. "I must bind you," he said, "because if I did not you are so strong and so swift that you might escape from us. If you will not suffer me to tie the cords I shall call the help of other warriors." "There is no need of a fight about it, Thunder," said Henry genially.
Heno shook his head, but closed his right hand until it formed approximately the shape of a horn, then elevated it and held it as if he were pouring something into the open palm of his left hand. "Use in Whoraminta," he said. "That's not hard," said Henry. "Powder you mean." "That right," said Heno, smiling again. "Teghsto go in Whoraminta, and Yeatara go in Whoraminta, too.
"Great work begin to-morrow." The old man seemed to be full of the importance of what he knew, and Henry, anxious to know, too, played adroitly upon his vanity. "If any big thing is to be done, I'm sure that you would know of it, Heno," he said. "So they are to begin to-morrow, are they?" "Yes," replied Heno, supposing from Henry's words that he had already received a hint from Timmendiquas.
Simon Girty frowned again, and raised his hand as if to strike the bound youth, but refrained. "We don't see things alike," he said, and abruptly left the lodge. Henry felt his evil presence long after he had gone, as if some foul animal had entered the lodge, and presently, when old Heno came, he asked him as a great favor to leave the door open for a while.
"Good! very good!" said Henry sincerely, "and I don't see, Thunder, how you could throw that ball so straight up in the air that it would come down where you stood." "Much practice, long practice," said the old man modestly. "Heno been throwing up balls longer by twice than you have lived."
"I do not ask you to do anything that is outside your customs," said Henry quietly. "We must bind you as before," said Timmendiquas, "but we bind you in a way that does not hurt, and Heno will bring you food and water. But this is a day of rejoicing with us, and this afternoon our young men and young maids dance. You shall come forth and see it."
"Maybe I could," said Henry to himself, "but it's certain that I never will." Old Heno withdrew, still smiling, and Henry was left alone in the darkness of the prison lodge, full of interest over what was to occur on the morrow, and anxious that he might be present to see.
"That Koquethagaaehlon, what you call Captain White Eyes," replied Heno. "He great Delaware chief, too, and great friend of Captain Pipe." Henry's eyes roamed on and he saw two other chiefs whom he knew well. They were Yellow Panther, head chief of the Miamis, and Red Eagle, head chief of the Shawnees.
"You like to be free," continued old Heno with the same gentle gravity. "You like to be out in the forest with Whoraminta?" "Yes," replied Henry, "I'd like to be free, and I'd like to be out in the forest, but I don't know about Whoraminta. I'm not acquainted with him, and he might not be a pleasant comrade." "Whoraminta! Whoraminta!" repeated Heno. "Cannot think of your word for it. It is this!"
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