He retorted sharply,-- "And yet you have often spoken in the council, when your hanutsh wanted something!" Topanashka lifted his eyes and gazed fully, calmly, at the other; he even suppressed a smile.
"Then it is your hanutsh, Shyuamo, that wants something this time ?" Hoshkanyi felt, as the saying is, very cheap.

His secret was out; and his plan to obtain an expression of opinion from the maseua ere he came to a conclusion himself, a total failure.

The latter added in a deprecating way,-- "If you do not know what to do, ask the Hotshanyi.

He will give you good advice." This was just what the governor wished to avoid, but he knew that when Topanashka had once expressed his opinion it was useless to attempt to dissuade him.
After an interval of silence the civil chief looked up and said,-- "Come, let us go to the Hotshanyi." Topanashka thought over this proposal for a moment.

"It is well," he at last assented; "I will go." With this he rose.