You needn't be afraid to say anything you pleases to me." "You could not betray me," added the girl, turning her dark, soulful eyes anxiously full upon him.
"No, no," he replied, energetically.

"Voot's your name ?" "Mary Prescott." "How fur does you live from here--dat is, how fur did you live ?" "It must be over thirty miles, in an eastern direction, I think." "Does you know Oonomoo ?" Hans Vanderbum asked the question in a lower tone, for the name was well known to all present.
"A Huron Indian?
Oh, yes; I know him well," replied the captive; her countenance lighting up.

"He was well remembered in our neighborhood, and was a true friend to us all.

Do you know him too?
Though I suppose of course you do, from your asking me the question." "Yaw, I knows him, and he knows me too, and we both knows each oder, so dat we are acquainted.

Well, dat shentleman is hid off in de woods near here, and he has sent me in to l'arn what I cans about you." The prisoner kept back the joyful exclamation that came to her lips, and said: "Tell him that I am unharmed and hopeful, and trust that while he interests himself in me, he will not run into danger." "Not run into danger!" repeated Hans Vanderbum; "dat is what Oonomoo lives on.