For lo, he said, who had done so much as he, whose prestige had been touched for a trifle, whose best-beloved brother, Savanukah, had maligned him--for the sake of an Englishman who could not speak French so that it could be understood. He had let that Englishman pass--it was a small matter, and if any had sustained harm it was he himself--for the English brother in the French squaw's dress had escaped through his lines, and came near raising the siege, perhaps--because of the French squaw's dress. But he was not there, and he gave the English boy no front tooth! At this reiterated allusion, Savanukah's guttural grunt, _O-se-u!_ was almost a groan. "Rifle, six horses, seven pieces of gold in ransom," said Atta-Kulla-Kulla, slowly massing his wealth. Once more Willinawaugh shook his head. His prestige had suffered because of aspersions. Yet he had besieged the fort and reduced the two captains and their splendid cannon--this for the Cherokee nation! He had followed hard on the march of the garrison, and with Oconostota and his force had surrounded them and killed many, and captured the great Captain Stuart alive!--this for the revenge of the Cherokee nation! But the scalp of the great Captain Stuart, with its long fair hair, like none others, was a trophy for himself--this he should wear at his belt as long as he should live, that when he told how he had wrought for the Cherokee nation none should say him nay! Oconostota suddenly showed a freshened interest. He turned to Atta-Kulla-Kulla, who sat on his right hand, and in an eager, low voice spoke for a moment; the half-king seeming anxious, doubtful, then nodded in slow and deliberative acquiescence. Meantime Willinawaugh's words flowed on. And--he lifted his fierce eyes in triumph to the captive's face--for all those weary days of beleaguerment, for every puff of smoke from the shotted guns, for every blaze they belched, for every ball, death freighted, they vomited, for every firelock that spoke from the loop-holes in the midnight attack, would be meted out Captain Stuart's penalty--in pangs, with knives, with cords, with hot coals, with flames of fire! The time had come to reward his patience! "You have done well," said Atta-Kulla-Kulla, "you should think well on your reward!" And he laid before Willinawaugh a fine gold watch--an English hunting watch, with a double case, and the works were running; doubtless, it was another trophy from the slaughtered officers of Colonel Montgomery's harassed march. Willinawaugh was stricken dumb.