"Nonsense!" returned Captain Headley in a tone of gentle rebuke, while he pressed his lips to the expansive brow of his companion; "this is unkind, Ellen. Why distrust these our staunchest friends? I would rely upon Winnebeg as upon myself. He is too noble a fellow not to hold treachery in abhorrence." "Nay, nay," continued Mrs. Headley; "think not for a moment that I doubt Winnebeg; but there is another in the camp of the Pottowatomies who has scarcely less influence with the tribe, and who may take advantage of the present crisis of affairs, and turn them to his own purpose. "Who do you mean, Ellen, and what purpose? Really, it is important that I should know. What purpose, what motive, can he have?" eagerly questioned Captain Headley. "The purpose and motive those which often make the gentle tigers, the timid daring, the irresolute confirmed of will--Love." "Love! what love? whose love? and what has that to do with the fidelity of the Pottowatomies?" "The love of Wau-nan-gee, the once gentle and modest son of Winnebeg, who, scarce three months since, could not gaze into a white woman's eyes without melting softness beaming from his own, and the rich, ripe peach-blush crimsoning his dark cheek." "And what now?" questioned Captain Headley, seriously. "My love," resumed Mrs. Headley, placing her hand emphatically on his shoulder, "you know I have never concealed from you anything that regarded myself. I have had no secrets from you; but this is one which affects another. Except for the present aspect of affairs, when you should be duly informed of that which bears reference to our immediate position, I should have felt myself bound by every tie of delicacy and honor, not less than of inclination, to have kept confined to my own bosom that which I am now to reveal in the fullest confidence, on the sole understanding that the slightest allusion shall never be made by you hereafter to the subject." "This becomes mysterious," rejoined the commandant, smiling; "but Ellen, pleasantry apart, I promise you most truly--and, shall I add, on the honor of an officer and a gentleman, that your disclosure shall be sacred." "Good! now that I have quieted my own mind, by exacting from you what in fact was not absolutely necessary, I will explain as briefly as I can. Do you recollect the evening of Maria Heywood's marriage with Ronayne?" "Yes." "And you remarked the agitation evinced by Wau-nan-gee, during the ceremony, and particularly at the close, when Ronayne, as customary, kissed his bride?" "I noticed that there was some confusion caused by his abrupt departure, but I neither knew nor inquired the cause; I was too interested in the performance of the ceremony to think of anything but the happiness that awaited them, and which they appeared so much to desire themselves." "Well, no matter; but you must know that all the agitation of the youth was caused by his jealousy of the good fortune of Ronayne."