Give me"-- he pointed to the alabaster tablet hanging on Tyope's necklace--"that okpanyi on your neck." It was so dark that Nacaytzusle in extending his arm involuntarily touched the other's chest.

Tyope drew back at the touch and replied, rather excitedly,-- "No, I will not give you any pledge!" "Nothing at all ?" asked the Navajo.

A slight rustling noise was heard at the same time.
"Nothing!" Tyope exclaimed hoarsely.
The savage thrust his arm out at the Pueblo with the rapidity of lightning.

A dull thud followed, his arm dropped, and something fell to the ground.

It was an arrow, whose head of flint falling on the ashes caused the embers to glow for an instant.