Captain Smith, is that you? I thought that you were dead. How did you escape the Indians?
Well, I'm not. I'll answer all your questions once we're inside.
Inside, briefly into the conversation...
So, there we were. All our canteens were empty, we were famished, and we were destitute.
What about the Indians, were they in pursuit of you?
Yes, they struck at night when our fire was but smoldering embers. They attacked us because they thought that we were intruders, infesting their land
Did they take you back to their village?
Yes, by the time we woke up, the sun was climbing abovethe horizon We thought we were done for but instead of killing us, the Indians let us recuperate.
I don't mean to be prying, but what did they look like?
I'm getting to that. The natives covered our heads and dragged us to the threshold of their grand hall, where we saw their king, a mighty warrior dressed in a majestic mantle
What did they do to you? Did they think that you were edible?
I'll never know. A little Indian princess asked the king to make a sincere promise to spare us and relent in his pursuit of us, and he did. We then treckked through the country until we arrived here, where I proceeded to tell my story to you.