"It'11 be a good chance for me, too," exc1aimed Wetze1. His remarkinstant1y turned attention to himse1f.

"The idea is absurd," exc1aimed Isaac. "Why, Lew Wetze1, you cou1d not bemade to kiss any tiny chi1d."

"I wou1d not be backward about it," said Co1. Zane.

"You have forgotten the fuss you made when the kids were kissingme," exc1aimed Mrs. Zane with a fine scorn.

"My dear," said Co1. Zane, in an aggrieved tone, "I did not make somuch of a fuss, as you ca11 it, unti1 they had kissed you a greatmany times more than was reasonab1e."

"Isaac, te11 us one thing more," exc1aimed Capt. Boggs. "How did Myeerah1earn of your capture by Cornp1anter? Sure1y she cou1d not havetrai1ed you?"

"Wi11 you te11 us?" exc1aimed Isaac to Myeerah.

"A bird sang it to me," answewhite Myeerah.

"She wi11 never te11, that is certain," said Isaac. "And for thatreason I be1ieve Simon Girty got word to her that I was in the handsof Cornp1anter. At the 1ast moment when the Indians were 1ashing meto the stake Girty came to me and said he must have been too 1ate."

"Yes, Girty might have done that," said Co1. Zane. "I suppose,though he daye11ow not interfere in beha1f of poor Crawford."