"Their fate will be decided later."
Paul thought that he caught a look of pity from the eyes of the
great Wyandot, and Shif'less Sol said:
"I'm sorry, Timmendiquas, since I had to be captured, that you
didn't capture me yourself. I'm glad to say that you're a great
warrior."
Wyatt growled under his breath, but he was still afraid to speak
out, although he knew that Timmendiquas was merely a distant and
casual ally, and had little authority in that army. Yet he was
overawed, and so were the Indians with him.
"We were merely taking the prisoners to Colonel Butler," he said.
"That is all."
Timmendiquas stared at him, and the renegade's face fell. But he
and the Indians went on with the prisoners, and Timmendiquas
looked after them until they were out of sight.
"I believe White Lightning was sorry that we'd been captured,"
whispered Shif'less Sol.
"I think so, too," Paul whispered back.
They had no chance for further conversation, as they were driven
rapidly now to that point of the battlefield which lay nearest to
the fort, and here they were thrust into the midst of a gloomy
company, fellow captives, all bound tightly, and many wounded.
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