human
My father, long ago the bullet of the white man struck you down, she said.
gpt
But you ran here and fell as the wild deer falls, in the brake beyond the hunter's pursuit. Long you lay here; your head was wild and you said many things when the fever of the evil spirit was upon you. Areotha never left you, my father. She watched, lest the palefaces should come; she shot the deer and gave you food----
human
And saved the worst life in God's world, didn't you, girl?
gpt
Areotha did what she could, was the reply.
human
One night, when the wolves went howling down the forest after the fawn which Areotha's rifle had failed to kill, the White Whirlwind said something that made his child wonder. He made her know that he took her one night when she was a little girl; took her from a burning wigwam beyond the big river. She asked him then to tell her all, but he said: 'Wait till the sickness leaves me,' and she waited. Now she is here; now she says, 'my father, tell me all, for in this war the bullet may find your heart, and Areotha will never know. Old Madgitwa did not bring me into the world; no, my father!
gpt
You are too inquisitive! he said.
human
It doesn't matter where I got you. You are mine, and the man--
gpt
My father, the Manitou, may send for Areotha, and the leaves will fall upon her before she can know who her real father is. Tell her. This may be the last time that she----
human
Tell you? No! was the harsh interruption, and all the revenge in Girty's nature seemed in his voice.
gpt
There are secrets which the stake could not force from me; this is one of them. There lives one man whom I wouldn't make happy to save my own life, and sooner than see you in his arms, I would drive this knife to your heart.