The scalping-knife or the hatchet, one or the other, it is all the same." "Eye of the bull! does he carry his hatchet ?" gasped the host, cherishing with renewed tenderness the subject of their jests.

"And an Iroquois, too, the most terrible of them all, they say.

What shall I do to protect my guests ?" Du Puys and Bouchard laughed boisterously, for the host's face, on which was a mixture of fear and doubt, was as comical as a gargoyle.
"Why not lure him into the cellar and lock him there ?" suggested Bouchard.
"But my wines ?" "True.

He would drink them.

He would also eat your finest sausages.
And, once good and drunk, he would burn down the inn about your ears." Bouchard shook his head.
"Our Lady!" "Or give him a bed," suggested Du Pays.
"What! a bed ?" "Surely, since he must sleep like other human beings." "With an eye open," supplemented Bouchard.