Motoza formed a respect for me because of the manner in which I handled him the other night." "That is my belief; and it is not only respect, but friendship.

He likes you, and will never do you harm." "What about _you_ ?" "I am not so clear there.

He and I were quarrelling when you came up.

I thought it was I who killed the buck, but he proved it was himself, and that I had no claim to him.

But I had set my heart on making a supper off venison to-night, and did not like the thought of giving it up.