“‘Are you dreaming?’ he cried.
“‘No, I ain’t!’ retorted Davis, deeply offended.
“‘Where did he go then?’ demanded Haig.
“‘Yander,’ answered ‘Red.’
“Haig was incredulous.
“‘It’s the truth!’ protested the boy. And then he told Haig what he had seen.
“‘But how in hell––’ Haig began.
“Then suddenly it came to him.
“‘Thunder Mountain!’ he cried. Then, half to himself: ‘The trail drops down from Thunder Mountain––somewhere––into the Black Lake country, and 209 then––over the Sangre de Cristo is the San Luis. But how does he know that?’
“‘He knows a lot, he does!’ said ‘Red.’