The mother was going about again in a week.

Annette took charge of the baby, as well as of the previous arrivals.

Hendrik senior was gradually overcoming his difficulties, thanks to the unexpected help, and a kindly spirit made the hard work not so very hard.

The shyness that was at first felt toward the Indians wore off, especially in the case of Rolf, he was found so companionable; and the Dutchman, after puzzling over the combination of brown skin and blue eyes, decided that Rolf was a half-breed.
August wore on not unpleasantly for the boy, but Quonab was getting decidedly restless.

He could work for a week as hard as any white man, but his race had not risen to the dignity of patient, unremitting, life-long toil.
"How much money have we now, Nibowaka ?" was one of the mid-August indications of restlessness.