"Is Tyope as bad as that ?" he asked.
"Do you recollect Nacaytzusle, the savage stranger boy ?" Hayoue inquired in return.
"I do; but he has left us." "It does not matter; for to that wild wolf he would rather give Mitsha than let her be your wife.

There is no danger of my obtaining her," he added, with a grim smile, "for he hates me like a water-mole.

True it is that I, too, detest him as I do a spider." Okoya felt bewildered.
"Why should he give Mitsha to a Moshome ?" he timidly inquired.

"What would he gain by it ?" "I don't know; and nobody knows, except perhaps the young Navajo, that fiend.

But sure it is, and it bodes no good for us at the Tyuonyi." A violent crash of thunder was followed by a few drops of rain.