They make rules for the English which they will not
observe themselves. They are insolent and disgusting and
treacherous. Oh, I cannot think how our people bear it! I would
sooner lose all than win through using such tools. I hate to think
of victory obtained by such means. You Rangers are brave men;
though men dread you, yet they respect you, and would fain imitate
your prowess. The Indians are devils--I can find no other name for
them. They are fiends, and I verily think that evil will befall us
if we league ourselves with them. Thus my uncle tries to teach; but
they will not listen to his words."
"Time will show, lady," answered Fritz; "and there are Indians who
are gentle and tamable, and are some of them even sincere believers
in our Christian faith. I have seen and lived among such in the
lands of the south. But here they have been corrupted by the vices
of those who should teach them better. It is a disgrace to England
and France alike that this should be so."
At this moment the sound of shouting and yelling arose from the
forest, and some shots were fired in close succession. The girl
started to her feet, looking white and scared; but Fritz and Stark
stood close beside her, one on either hand, as if to assure her
that no harm should befall her.
The next moment a fair-haired youth, with a strong likeness to the
girl, came dashing blindly through the forest, calling her name in
accents of frantic fear.
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