Isaac stepped forward and went through another large room, evidently the chief's, as it was fitted up with a wild and barbaric splendor.

Isaac hesitated before a bearskin curtain at the farther end of the chief's lodge.

He had been there many times before, but never with such conflicting emotions.

What was it that made his heart beat faster?
With a quick movement he lifted the curtain and passed under it.
The room which he entered was circular in shape and furnished with all the bright colors and luxuriance known to the Indian.

Buffalo robes covered the smooth, hard-packed clay floor; animals, allegorical pictures, and fanciful Indian designs had been painted on the wall; bows and arrows, shields, strings of bright-colored beads and Indian scarfs hung round the room.