Little Sauk has been gone from the camp for some hours.

They watch me with some care at night,--yet of what use can their guarding be?
If I should get without the lodge, escape would be hopeless for a girl like me.

But now tell me about yourself.

Are you also prisoner to the Indians?
Surely I saw you struck down in that mad melee.

'Twas then I lost heart, and gave up every hope of rescue." "No, I am not a prisoner, Mademoiselle.