Adventure and adventurers > Away in the wilderness, or, Life among the red Indians and fur-traders of North America

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AWAY IN THE WILDERNESS.
face was disfigured with war-paint, and he could
not feel certain on that point until he remembered
the scene in the trading store at Jasper’s House.
“ What—Darkeye !” cried he, “ can it be you ?”
“ Darkeye !” shouted Laroche, suddenly rising
from his reclining position and staring the Indian
in the face with a dark scowl. “ Why, Jaspet,
this is the villain who insulted my daughter, and
to whom I taught the lesson that an old man
could knock him down.
The surprise and indignation of Jasper on hear¬
ing this was great, but remembering that the
savage had already been punished for his offence,
and that it would be mean to take advantage of
him when there were three to one, he merely said—
“ Well, well, I won’t bear a grudge against a man
who is coward enough to insult a woman. I
would kick you out o’ the camp, Darkeye, but as
you might use your gun when you got into the
bushes, I won’t give you that chance. At the
same time, we can’t afford to lose the rest of our
nap for you, so Arrowhead will keep you safe here
and watch you, while Laroche and I sleep. We
will let you go at daybreak.”
Saying this Jasper lay down beside his father-
in-law, and they were both asleep in a few minutes,
leaving the two Indians to sit and scowl at each
other beside the fire.