Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 82 of 98
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84 THE TWIN SCOUTS. “ No, he is in the next lodge drinking strong water with a friend. You will not be troubled by him for the next half- hour. I overheard a little plan of theirs just now, and came in to tell you. An-ga-wam has not really gone to join the French, but has sent the main force on, retaining some with him in the mountains. He has formed a plot to seize the prophetess, and make her his wife by force. For this purpose the guards he has placed over you will enter after a few hours and carry you away. You had better make no opposition.” - “ Because Ben and myself Tiny and Big Sam consider our- selves more than a match for ten Indians in the dark.” “You will attack them, and take us away ?”: “Without doubt.” “You have no idea of failure ?” “That is not in our books. Big Sam is a match for five ‘of them.” “ And Tiny for five more; you ought to have seen how that fellow acted coming héte. I thought he would provoke the Indians to kill him half a dozen times; he butted one poor fellow clear off his horse, and then — a ey, him, every time he tried to get up.” “Good for him; we saw him escape, and had him join us when he reached the mountains. I had better go. Do not be alarmed at any thing your guards may do, 55 be sure and not make noise enough to wake the villages I— At this moment a fearful yell, such as could only come from the lungs of an excited female, rung through the village, com- ing froma lodge not far away. Directly after there - was a “shout from Tiny. “Rot ye, ye darn old woman, let g° yer hold, ef yer don’t want to git hurt.” “The fellow has got himself into trouble, as I might have gcnown he would,” said Alph. “ Good-by ; I must get out of this the best I can, for it would not do to be taken. No, I am not going out that way, Flora. I must injure the lodge somewhat, I am afraid.” Taking out his knife, he cut a passage through the bark wall of the lodge near the spot where he had first lain down. Tinv’s cries: had ceased, and Alph was certain that he was connicloooks.com