Both are asleep, and Judith and the Serpent thought it
best they should not be woke, lest they might want to come again
after scalps, when Hist had told them how few warriors, and how
many women and children there were in the camp. Judith would give
me no peace, till I had come ashore to see what had happened to
you."
"Well, that's remarkable as consarns Judith! Whey should she feel
so much unsartainty about me? - Ah - - I see how it is, now; yes,
I see into the whole matter, now. You must understand, Hetty,
that your sister is oneasy lest Harry March should wake, and come
blundering here into the hands of the inimy ag'in, under some
idee that, being a travelling comrade, he ought to help me in this
matter! Hurry is a blunderer, I will allow, but I don't think he'd
risk as much for my sake, as he would for his own."
"Judith don't care for Hurry, though Hurry cares for her," replied
Hetty innocently, but quite positively.
"I've heard you say as much as that afore; yes, I've heard that
from you, afore, gal, and yet it isn't true. One don't live in a
tribe, not to see something of the way in which liking works in a
woman's heart. Though no way given to marrying myself, I've been
a looker on among the Delawares, and this is a matter in which
pale-face and red-skin gifts are all as one as the same.
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