If we've meddled with your affairs you'll pardon us, and let us pass on, won't you ?" "Didn't you try to find me here ?" demanded Garwood, suspicious still.
"I give you my word of honor that we didn't, sir," answered Dick.
"Until a moment ago we hadn't any idea that you were within fifty miles of this spot.

You see, sir, we're playing Indians and whites.

We're the big Injuns, even if we don't look it.
And behind us, somewhere on our trail, is Captain Greg Holmes, with a company of his brave soldiers, trailing us relentlessly." "Soldiers ?" quivered Amos Garwood, his face going ashen.

Then his face suddenly took on a look of intense exultation.

"Soldiers ?" he repeated.