"Me no sabe--all same, heap trouble come.
Much mens, mebbyso much fight, much shootum--mebbyso kill.

Peaceful Hart him all time laugh me.

All same, me sabe smoke sign, sabe cloud sign, sabe--Baumberga.

Heap ka-a-ay bueno!" Good Indian's memory dashed upon him a picture of bright moonlight and the broody silence of a night half gone, and of a figure forming sharply and suddenly from the black shadow of the stable and stealing away into the sage, and of Baumberger emerging warily from that same shadow and stopping to light his pipe before he strolled on to the house and to the armchair upon the porch.
There might be a sinister meaning in that picture, but it was so well hidden that he had little hope of ever finding it.

Also, it occurred to him that Peppajee, usually given over to creature comforts and the idle gossip of camp and the ranches he visited, was proving the sincerity of his manifest uneasiness by a watchfulness wholly at variance with his natural laziness.