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Chapter 3 THE IMAGE-MAKER.The world was a night older ere Dan Overton informed Lyster that they would have an addition of one to their party when they continued their journey into the States. On leaving the village of Akkomi but little conversation was to be had from Dan. In vain did his friend endeavor to learn something of the white squaw who swam so well. He simply kept silence, and looked with provoking disregard on all attempts to surprise him into disclosures. But when the camp breakfast was over, and he had evidently thought out his plan of action, he told Lyster over the sociable influence of a pipe, that he was going over to the camp of Akkomi again. “The fact, is, Max, that the girl we saw yesterday is to go across home with us. She’s a ward of mine.” “What!” deman