The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 5 Page 44

“And mine to you, Mayaro, my elder brother.”

“Yet, you watched me at the fire, every night,” he said, with keenest delight sparkling in his dark eyes.

“And yet I tracked and caught you after all!” I said, smiling through my slight chagrin.

“Is my little brother very sure I did not know he followed me?” he asked, amused.

“Did you know, Mayaro?”

The Siwanois made a movement of slight, but good-humoured, disdain:

“Can my brother who has no wings track and follow the October swallow?”

“Then you were willing that I should see the person to whom you brought food under the midnight stars?”