the prisoner in Se-oh (The Night). Perhaps lie had taken away
the boy, who was one of a hated race, for some sacrifice or
mystery of his own. The fears of the Iroquois rose. If the
Spirit of Evil was among them, greater harm could be expected.

But the two renegades, Blackstaffe and Wyatt, raged. They did
not believe in the interference of either good spirits or bad
spirits, and just now their special hatred was a famished
Lenni-Lenape warrior.

"Why on earth didn't I think of it?" exclaimed Wyatt. "I'm sure
now by his size that it was the fellow Hyde. Of Course he
slipped to the lodge, let Cotter out, and they dodged about in
the darkness until they escaped in the forest. I'll complain to
Timmendiquas."

He was as good as his word, speaking of the laxness of both
Iroquois and Wyandots. The great White Lightning regarded him
with an icy stare.

"You say that the boy, Cotter, escaped through carelessness?" he
asked.

"I do," exclaimed Wyatt.

"Then why did you not prevent it?"

Wyatt trembled a little before the stern gaze of the chief.

Since when," continued Timmendiquas, "have you, a deserter front