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Fortune, too, hung to our stirrup leathers as we trotted into Poundridge, for, among a throng of village folk who stood gazing at the smoking ashes of the Lockwood house, we saw our Siwanois standing, tall, impassive, wrapped in his blanket. And late that afternoon we rode out of the half-ruined village, northward.
And even were I to attempt to confound his statement by an appeal to Mount, the rifleman must corroborate him, because doubtless the wily Siwanois had not awakened Mount to do his shift at sentry until the maid had vanished, leaving me sleeping. "Mayaro," I said, "I ask these things only because I pity her and wish her well. It is for her safety I fear. Could you tell me where she may have gone?"
The slightest mistake in dealing with the Siwanois might prove fatal to all our hopes of him. All the responsibility, therefore, must rest on me; and I must use my judgment and abide by the consequences. Had it been, as I have said, any other nation but the Senecas, I am certain that I could have restrained the Indian.
I added, reluctantly admitting by implication yet another defeat for me. "Of course I know that you must have kept in communication with her though how you did so I do not know." The Siwanois smiled slyly. "Who is she? What is she, Mayaro? Is she, after all, but a camp-gypsy of the better class? I can not believe it yet she roves the world in tatters, haunting barracks and camps.
"The soldiers were not unkind; they offered food and fire as soldiers do, Loskiel," he added, with a flash of Contempt for men who sought what no Siwanois, no Iroquois, ever did seek of any maiden or any chaste and decent woman, white or red. "I know," I said. "Continue." "I offered shelter," he said simply. "I am a Siwanois. No women need to dread Mohicans.
If it be necessary I can communicate with him, but it may take a week. Might I ask why you desire to question him so particularly?" Boyd said: "There is a Siwanois Indian, one Mayaro, a Sagamore, with whom we have need to speak. General Clinton believes that this man Kinnicut knows his whereabouts." "I believe so, too," said the Major smiling.
But whether I really heard or only guessed, I do not know down to this very day. On the third night it rained and we made a bark hut. Perhaps the Siwanois did his talking with this unseen visitor while away in pretense of peeling bark, for he did not creep abroad that night. But, somehow, I knew he had kept some tryst.
Yet, so strong now had become my suspicions that I was already preparing to unroll my blanket, rise, and creep after the Siwanois, when his light and rapid footfall sounded on the leaves close to my head; and, as before, while again I feigned sleep, far in the thicket somebody moved, cautiously retreating into tangled depths.
The stern and noble countenance of the Sagamore relaxed into the sunniest of smiles. "My little brother is very wise. He has discovered that the Siwanois have ears like white men." "Aye but, Sagamore, I was not at all certain that you understood in English more than 'yes' and 'no."
And in the morning I shall arise and look into the rising sun, and ask the same of the far god who made of me a Mohican, a Siwanois, and a Sagamore. Let these things be done, brother, ere our hatchets redden in the flames of Catharines-town. For," he added, naively, "it is well that God should know what we are about, lest He misunderstand our purpose." I assented gravely.
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