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Stephen was naturally surprised when, on being awakened, he was informed of the departure of Sewatis with the prisoner; but he did not regard it as a matter of any very great importance, save as it indicated that the disreputable half-breed would not probably be seen in Portsmouth again.
Sewatis motioned for Walter to look at that which had been brought, and while the latter wonderingly obeyed, he cut from the haunch of venison a sufficient number of steaks to serve as a hearty meal for the new-comers.
Sewatis pushed his bag toward Walter once more, and when the latter shook his head, as if to refuse the loan, or gift, which ever it might be called, the Indian rose to his feet, pulling his blanket more closely around him. "What is the matter? Where are you going?" Sewatis pointed toward the east, and moved slowly away. "Come back!" Walter cried, entreatingly.
The boy's surprise may be imagined when he discovered that each of the packages was made up of furs, and he understood that the value of the whole lot greatly exceeded the amount of money in the bag. "Big mill," Sewatis said, in a tone of satisfaction, and then he turned his attention to his followers, leaving Walter to speculate upon the good fortune which had come to him so unexpectedly.
How long would you want for the journey?" "Go to-day, back to-morrow." "Of course you understand it wouldn't do to say a word about me to Jim Albert, or anyone whom, he knows?" "Jim Albert, rascal! I fix him." "But you mustn't get into trouble while you are there, Sewatis, or I shouldn't see you back again very soon.
It was some time before Walter could understand the Indian's meaning, and then the thought came that he had heard some one say the half-breed came to Portsmouth from the Penobscot River. "Do you mean that there was a price set on Jim's head?" he asked, eagerly. "Hundred pound," and Sewatis held up the bag once more. "Now build mill."
"Go back to the camp, that they may think it is you who has been doing this work, and I win strike off into the forest." Sewatis handed Walter the gun, and silently turned to retrace his steps.
The stillness of the night, the soothing sounds of the foliage, moved to and fro by the gentle wind, soon lulled him to sleep, despite his anxiety; and when he next opened his eyes the sun was shining directly upon him through the leaves; but neither Sewatis nor the prisoner could be seen.
"I have been foolish enough to think I could borrow as much as would be needed, while money is so scarce in this province." "Build mill next day," Sewatis said, more indistinctly than usual, because his mouth was full of meat.
Springing up in alarm, he seized the musket, which stood where it could be reached handily, and made ready to defend himself, for it seemed certain Sam Haines or one of his emissaries had come to carry him to jail. Sewatis stood before him. One would have said that the Indian had been absent but a few moments, and was wholly at a Joss to understand the look of surprise on the boy's face.
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