The white chief's eyes were shut and his ears were deaf," answered the Indian loftily.
"How long have you been near the fort ?" "Two moons have the warriors of Myeerah hunted the pale face." "Have you any more Indians with you ?" The chief nodded and said a party of nine Wyandots had been in the vicinity of Wheeling for a month.

He named some of the warriors.
Isaac was surprised to learn of the renowned chiefs who had been sent to recapture him.

Not to mention Crow, the Delaware chiefs Son-of-Wingenund and Wapatomeka were among the most cunning and sagacious Indians of the west.

Isaac reflected that his year's absence from Myeerah had not caused her to forget him.
Crow untied Isaac's hands and gave him water and venison.

Then he picked up his rifle and with a word to the Indians he stepped into the underbrush that skirted the little dale, and was lost to view.
Isaac's head ached and throbbed so that after he had satisfied his thirst and hunger he was glad to close his eyes and lean back against the tree.