Not to take." "And yet you know her not, Loskiel." "But I shall know her yet! She has so promised.

If she is friendless, she shall be our friend.

For you and I are one, O Sagamore! If she is cold, naked, or hungry, we will build for her a fire, and cover her, and give her meat.

Our lodge shall be her lodge; our friends hers, her enemies ours.

I know not how this all has come to me, Mayaro, my friend--even as I know not how your friendship came to me, or how now our honour is lodged forever in each other's keeping.