The mighty Six Nations, greatest of men." "What under the sun is she about ?" whispered Shif'less Sol.
"It is a fearful face," was Paul's only reply.
Suddenly the woman, without stopping her chant, made a gesture to the warriors.

Two powerful Senecas seized one of the bound prisoners, dragged him to his feet, and held him up before her.

She uttered a shout, whirled the great tomahawk about her head, its blade glittering in the moonlight, and struck with all her might.

The skull of the prisoner was cleft to the chin, and without a cry he fell at the feet of the woman who had killed him.

Paul uttered a shout of horror, but it was lost in the joyful yells of the Iroquois, who, at the command of the woman, offered a second victim.