— ”

“No, Loskiel.”

“I tell you he is human! There are no sorcerers on earth. There never were — except the Witch of Endor — — ”

“I never heard of her. But the Witch of Catharines-town is living. And her warlock offspring, Amochol!” He squared his broad shoulders, shaking them. “What do I care?” he said. “I am a Sagamore of the Enchanted Clan!” He struck the painted symbol on his chest. “What do I care for this red priest’s sorcery — I, who wear the great Witch Bear rearing in scarlet here across my breast!

“Let the Cat People make their magic! Let Amochol sacrifice to Leshi in Biskoonah! Let their