"He is of a bull-headed breed, yet I may be able to drive into him a moment of sense." "Do your part thoroughly, nor be too long about it.

The chiefs grow restless at our talk, and may yet take affairs into their own hands." I turned doubtfully toward the Puritan, who was glaring up at the woman from beneath his shaggy brows, much as he might have looked upon some wild animal seen for the first time.

I presume the fiery red drapery caused him to deem her that veritable scarlet woman about whom he prated so much.

He appeared far from being a promising subject for my overtures, especially as his great head must have ached still from contact with the club, which had alone beaten him into sullen silence.
Yet she commanding the attempt was so desperately in earnest that I determined to do my part.
"Watch carefully my words," I said sternly in English, "and bear in mind the preservation of all our lives depends on the part you play.
The woman chief has made choice of you to help in winning mercy from these savages.

I know not why you are the one thus chosen, yet I suspect that fiery crop of hair may have something to do with the honor.