Carcajou hesitated and then nodded. When I returned with the items, he spoke. “You do not act like a win-tay.”
Caught short, I puzzled over my answer. “Perhaps a white win-tay is different from a Red Win-tay,” I finally answered.
“That must be it, though they call you the Red Win-tay. You are a person I can respect, I think. Thank you for listening to my needs.”
“Thank you for coming in peace.”
They were no sooner gone than Little Eagle slunk out of the trees. “You betrayed us to the Pipe Stem! I should have slain them, like you should have.”
I looked down my nose at him. “I do not slay people who come in peace. Nor do I think Yellow Puma would have done so!”
“You gave them shot and powder! I saw you. They’ll use it to kill our women and children.”
“I gave them a small amount in p**
