After this he hurried away, leaving me there.
The maiden stood for a moment looking at me.

As the chief spoke to her a change came over her face.

She looked at me in silence, with an expression of sad and mournful interest, which seemed to increase every moment.

At length she approached and said something in the same strange language which the chief had used.

I shook my head and replied in English, whereupon she shook her head with a look of perplexity.
Then, anxious to conciliate her, I held out my hand.