The chief and his few braves were unwilling to leave the field.

Many men had fallen to Kagonesti arrows, and not a few braves had felt the cut of human steel.

A few braves usually stood like statues at the corner, and in front of the door another group of hunting shirts.

The Chief however, and a few braves appear on the beach with guns and for a moment it looks as though they mean mischief.

"It'd be just like those savages to leave a few braves behind to kill anybody who comes riding in, whether for water or to help."