The shaggy hair of his whiskers and beard covered nearly his whole face.

He had on a sailor's round jacket and tarpaulin hat.

The deep scar, apparently of a sword cut, deformed his forehead, and another similar scar was on the back of one of his hands.

His companion was a young Indian, wild as the wolves, bareheaded, and with scanty deerskin dress.
Early the next morning they all resumed their journey, the two strangers following on foot.

Their path led over the smooth and treeless prairie, as beautiful in its verdure and its flowers as the most cultivated park could possibly be.