Oui! How de have talk, too, 'bout--oh-o-oo-ooo-wah!--roastin' us alive, an' puttin' our scalp in de vigvam for de poo-poose to play wid!" "Well, niver mind, Henri, we'll be quits wi' them now," said Joe, as they came in sight of the two bands, who remained in precisely the same position in which they had been left, except that one or two of the more reckless of the trappers had lit their pipes and taken to smoking, without, however, laying down their rifles or taking their eyes off the savages.
A loud cheer greeted the arrival of the prisoners, and looks of considerable discomfort began to be evinced by the Indians.
"Glad to see you, friends," said Cameron, as they came up.
"Ve is 'appy ov de same," replied Henri, swaggering up in the joviality of his heart, and seizing the trader's hand in his own enormous fist.

"Shall ve go to vork an' slay dem all at vonce, or von at a time ?" "We'll consider that afterwards, my lad.

Meantime go you to the rear and get a weapon of some sort." "Oui.

Ah! c'est charmant," he cried, going with an immense flounder into the midst of the amused trappers, and slapping those next to him on the back.

"Give me veapon, do, mes amis--gun, pistol, anyting--cannon, if you have von." Meanwhile Cameron and Joe spoke together for a few moments.
"You had goods with you, and horses, I believe, when you were captured," said the former.
"Ay, that we had.