It gave him a stab of agony.

His pride was hurt, too, that he had been trapped so thoroughly.

Then his resolution returned to his aid.

Making a supreme effort of his will, he dismissed the thought, concentrating his mind on hope.

Would Tayoga's Manitou help him?
Would Tododaho on his remote star look down upon him with kindness?
The Onondaga in his place would put his faith in them, and the Manitou of the Indian after all was but another name for his own Christian God.