Yet few, I think, survived the massacre." "You have doubtless guessed aright.

I noted with what fearful spirit of revenge the savages dealt with some of their captives, while sparing others.

Surely you, for instance, have met with but little hardship thus far at the hands of Little Sauk ?" She glanced up at me, with a touch of the old coquettishness in her dark eyes and a quick toss of her head, while one white hand smoothed her soft hair.
"Think you then, Monsieur, I do not look so ill ?" In spite of every effort at control, my heart swept into my eyes; she must have read the swift message, for her own drooped instantly, with a quick flutter of long lashes against her cheeks.
"I have already told you how greatly I admire you," I faltered, "and you make no less fair a picture now." "Then I shall not tempt you to add to your compliment," she hastily responded, rising to her feet, "for I like loyalty in a man better than mere gallantry of speech.

You ask me about Little Sauk.

He holds me for ransom,--although Heaven knows 'twill prove but waste of time, for I am aware of no one in all the East who would invest so much as a dollar to redeem me from Indian hands.