There's something stirring in the West, away in the parts that no White man has ever travelled.

From what I learn there's a bigger brain than an Indian's behind it." "The French ?" I asked.
"Maybe, but maybe not.

What's to hinder a blackguard like Cosh, with ten times Cosh's mind, from getting into the Indian councils, and turning the whole West loose on the Tidewater?
?
"Have you any proof ?" I asked, much alarmed.
"Little at present.

But one thing I know.

There's a man among the tribes that speaks English." "Great God, what a villain!" I cried, "But how do you know ?" "Just this way.