Then instantly the mask of blankness smoothed his features, so that when I confronted him he was utterly without expression.
I held out my hand, saying quietly: "Welcome, brother." "I thank my brother for his welcome," he said, taking my offered hand.
"My brother is hungry," I said.

"He shall eat.

He is weary because he has came a long distance.

He shall rest unquestioned." I seated myself and motioned him to follow my example.
The tall, lank fellow looked earnestly at me; Tahoontowhee lighted a pipe, drew a deep, full inhalation from it, passed it to me.

I drew twice, passed it to the runner.