“I think mebby so she give me job, but Shoz-Dijiji not so damn sure about her father. He no like Shoz-Dijiji.”
“Don’t you know that her ol’ man’s dead?” demanded Luke.
“Dead? No, Shoz-Dijiji not know that. Shoz-Dijiji been down in Sonora long time. How he die?”
“He was murdered jest outside the east pasture and—scalped,” said Luke.
“You mean by Apaches?”
“No one knows, but it looks damn suspicious.”
“When this happen?” demanded Shoz-Dijiji.
“We found him the mornin’ after you took thet there pony out of the east pasture.”
Shoz-Dijiji sat in silence for a moment, his inscrutable face masking whatever emotions were stirring within his breast.
“You mean they think Shoz-Dijiji kill Billings? Does Chita think that, too?”