"Sansuta is beautiful."
"We all know that. Was it to tell me this that you brought me here?"
"The pale-faces admire the beauty of our Indian maidens."
"What of that?"
"One pale-face has marked Sansuta's beauty."
"Ha!"
"His eyes gladden at sight of her. Her cheeks grow red at sight of
him."
"His name?"
"Warren Rody."
"How do you know all this?"
"Maracota is Oluski's friend and watches over his chief's happiness.
To-night Warren's messenger was in town--the negro, Crookleg."
The young chief was silent. Maracota watched him without breaking in
upon his thoughts.