Quickly the whole band about the fire appeared to bunch together preparatory to rush in the direction indicated, but before they could spring forward Trotting Wolf, speaking rapidly and with violent gesticulation, stood in their path.

But his voice was unheeded.

He was thrust aside and the whole band came rushing madly toward the tent lately occupied by the ladies.
"Get back from the door," said the doctor, speaking rapidly.

"These chaps seem to be somewhat excited.

I wish I had my gun," he continued, looking about the tent for a weapon of some sort.