With keen self-possession she said in a decided and convincing tone,-- "Fear nothing, sa tao; he will not come, for he knows nothing." "Nothing ?" inquired Say, looking at her with the shy and sly glance of a doubting maniac.
"Nothing at all!" Shotaye exclaimed, firmly.

She had recovered her ascendency.

She directed her glance, commanding and convincing, straight at the wavering gaze of the excited woman, whose look became dim and finally meek.

Shotaye took advantage of the change.
"Zashue knows nothing at all," she asserted, "and that is very, very good; for it gives us hope." "But if they tell him!" and the anxious look came back to her face.
"Let them tell, if they choose," defiantly exclaimed the other; "afterward we shall see." Say shook her head in doubt.
"But how did the Koshare come to know about it ?" Shotaye again pressed the main question.
"I do not know," sighed Say; and she again stared into the fire, and her face quivered suspiciously.

The cave-dweller quickly interjected,-- "What do the Delight Makers really know about us ?" "They know--they know that I spoke to the dark-coloured corn." "Is that all ?" "No--yes--no.