CHAPTER XV
EFAW KOTEE'S DEN
Sylvia there! I bounded up as though some one had sent a galvanic current through my body, exclaiming:
"Good Lord! How far, Smilax? Come quick, let's go!"
He answered each of my exclamations in sequence, a peculiarity he had:
"Yes, Lord good. Two mile, maybe some more. Plenty time, we go back soon."
"But we couldn't have heard that axe two miles," I said incredulously.
"Still night, when wind on prairie right; yes, sometime."