The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 12 Page 41

caught sight of me. Then instantly the mask of blankness smoothed his features, so that when I confronted him he was utterly without expression.

I held out my hand, saying quietly:

“Welcome, brother.”

“I thank my brother for his welcome,” he said, taking my offered hand.

“My brother is hungry,” I said. “He shall eat. He is weary because he has came a long distance. He shall rest unquestioned.” I seated myself and motioned him to follow my example.

The tall, lank fellow looked earnestly at me; Tahoontowhee lighted a pipe, drew a deep, full inhalation from it, passed it to me. I drew twice, passed it to the runner. Then Tahoontowhee laid a square of bark on the stranger’s