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His name Andre!" "Great Scott!" exclaimed the professor. "I believe this woman was acquainted with the poor fellow whose bones we found! Can it be possible!" "You come; me save!" went on the strange woman. "Me no like it here; want go to my people. Me learn spik Ingliss from Andre. Me young girl then!" "Well, of all the strange happenings!" exclaimed the inventor.
"No spik! Me like Ingliss! Me Dirola!" "Who are you?" asked the old hunter again, but in a whisper. "Me like Ingliss!" was the reply. "They kill! Me save! You come! All Ingliss!" Then, into the glare of the big lamp, glided the strange woman who had brought the milk. "Professor Henderson! Wake up!" called Andy. "Hey, boys, Bill, Tom, Washington! This may mean something!"
"If these squawkin' things would hold their noise, you'd hear better," growled the Captain before repeating the question. His uncourteous remark had reference to a cloud of gulls which circled round and followed the boats with remonstrative cries and astonished looks. "It's beast," shouted Anders, "not knows his name in Ingliss."
The features of the chief were slightly corrugated with those fine lines of diplomatic thought, and even at this distance he muttered the last word he had spoken to the corporal as he swiftly got away from him "Ingliss!" he said again. "All Ingliss!"
She peered down into the old man's face and muttered something that sounded like: "Ingliss!" "What has she got and what is she saying?" asked the hunter. "I don't know what she said," replied Amos Henderson, "but she has given me some good milk."
After a moment's further reflection, Willinawaugh said again with emphasis, "Ingliss, Ingliss." Perhaps he did not desire to avail himself of the added fluency of explanation which the Cherokee language would have afforded him, and which Corporal O'Flynn evidently understood. "Go Choté Old Town.
Washington, too, was soon snoring, and the two boys felt drowsy. The regular breathing of the professor told that he, also, had forgotten his troubles in dreamland, and Andy was about to drop off nodding, when he was startled by a soft foot-fall. He sat up on the icy floor of the cave where he had stretched himself out. "Who's there?" he asked sharply. "Sh! Ingliss!" exclaimed a soft voice.
He was conscious of being a fine-looking fellow, and he had not seen so handsome a young woman of her evident position in life for a month of Sundays. Nevertheless he kept one eye on Willinawaugh, who was also eminently worthy of his respectful attention. "Ingliss all Ingliss," said the chief, unexpectedly.
Them do what I tell 'um!" and she motioned to the natives, who had risen to their feet as soon as she left the ice altar. "How in the world did you do it?" asked the old hunter. "Me chief one what you call 'um queen here. Long time go. Me be take prisoner when you found me. Me come back. Me glad. No let Ingliss mans an' boys be hurt, nor 'um black man too. Me save. Me be queen agin!"
She was dressed in semi-white style, and looked, not on the ground, as does an Indian woman, on seeing a strange man, but straight at me. "Bon jour, madame," I said. "I speak Ingliss," she replied with emphasis. "Indeed! And what is your name?" "I am Madame X ." And now I knew I was in the presence of the stuckup social queen.
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