Chapter Four
At first Duncan did not understand Latchford’s furious response to the confession by the Iroquois chieftain, did not entirely grasp the change in the atmosphere. Brindle closed his Bible and clasped his hands as if praying. Then Duncan saw the reluctant nod by Latchford that sent the provosts to remove the manacles from Conawago and place them on Skanawati.
“Blood of Christ!” McGregor muttered. “There’s a foot in the kettle.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Thank God y’er friend is safe. But the major knows that without the treaty the army will never get Iroquois help in subduing the western tribes. The Six Nations won’t even get to the negotiating table if the army hangs their lead negotiator at Ligonier.”
“But he confessed,” Duncan said uncertainly, looking at Skanawati and the Indians,
