She did not offer to shake hands, but Swiftwing bowed to her quite as courteously as he had to Inza.
The other boys crowded around, and Frank introduced them all to the Carlisle student, to whom he explained that they were on their way to the Pueblo of Taos.
“But how do you happen to be away out here, Swiftwing?” asked Frank. “Is your home near here?”
“My home is at the Pueblo of Taos, and I am on my way thither.”
“That is remarkable! You are not done at Carlisle?”
“No, I have another year there. I became hungry for a sight of home, and that is how I happen to be here.”
“How do you travel from here?”
“By horse. I suppose you will go by stage. Ramon Griego will carry you.”
“Yes, we go that way; but we’ll see you again at the Pueblo. I wish to have a talk with you.”
“And so do I,” declared Inza, sincerely, regarding the Indian with admiration. “I want to thank you again for what you did. It was splendid of you.”