He raised his free arm, and pointed imperiously to the trail.
"Pikeway!" he commanded.
Viney and Lucy shrank from the tone of him, and, hiding their faces in a fold of blanket, slunk silently away like dogs that have been whipped and told to go.

Even Hagar drew back a pace, hardy as was her untamed spirit.

She looked at Evadna clinging to his arm, her eyes wide and startlingly blue and horrified at all she had heard.

She laughed then--did Hagar--and waddled after the others, her whole body seeming to radiate contentment with the evil she had wrought.
"There's nothing on earth can equal the malice of an old squaw," said Phoebe, breaking into the silence which followed.

"I'd hope she don't go around peddling that story--not that anyone would believe it, but--" Good Indian looked at her, and at Evadna.