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Updated: May 14, 2025
The figure of the Indian, with something dark upon its shoulder, emerged from the spectral forest, and came towards them through the mist. "Monakatocka has found our breakfast," said Landless, forcing himself to speak with indifference, and without looking at his companion. "I am glad of it, for you must be faint from hunger." "I am very thirsty," she said in a low voice.
"Yes," said Landless gently, reading, as he read all her fancies and desires, her longing for the companionship of a woman, though for so short a time. The Indian, too, nodded assent. "Good! but Monakatocka will watch to-night." They moved through the checkered light and shade towards the man who worked at the foot of the knoll.
"His secret is my secret." "Are you, too, then, so lonely?" asked Landless, touched by his tone. "Listen," said the Indian, leaning his back against a great oak. "I will tell my brother who I am.... Many years ago the Conestogas, they whom the palefaces call the Susquehannocks, came down the great bay and fought with the palefaces. Monakatocka was then but a lad on his first warpath.
"Monakatocka is a great chief," was the sententious reply. "Do you think they will follow us when they find how greatly we have the start of them?" "They will be upon our track, sun after sun, keen-eyed as the hawk, tireless as the wild horses, hungry as the wolf, until we reach the tribes that are friendly to the palefaces. And that will be many suns from now.
"The moccasin will make no mark here that the sun will not wipe out." They clambered out upon the rock and stood looking down the ravine through which they had come. "My brother is tired," said the Indian. "Monakatocka will carry the maiden." "I am not tired," Landless answered. The Indian looked at the face, thrown back upon the other's shoulder.
Her own hand touched his as she spoke, and he put it to his lips in silence. Kneeling upon the turf by the stream, he raised the water in his hands and she stooped and drank from them, and then they went back to the fire and sat beside it without speaking until the arrival of Monakatocka, laden with a wild turkey.
"Let my brother and the Gold Hair rest by the fire, and Monakatocka will go into the forest and get them something to eat." He was gone, his gigantic figure looking larger than life as he moved through the mist which still filled the hollow between the hills, and Landless and Patricia sat themselves down beside the fire.
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