"Both of you stay here until I get back," he said. "I'm going to find out what those redskins are up to."
"You won't be gone long, will you?" asked Joe.
"Don't expect to be gone over an hour at the most. If I aint back in two hours, make up your mind something has happened. Then you'll have to get back to the fort the best way you can," concluded the old scout.
A moment later the darkness of the night hid him from their view, and they were left alone in the bit of timberland.
CHAPTER XXI.
A TRICK OF THE ENEMY.
"I must say I don't fancy this much," observed Joe, after the sounds of Benson's departure had lost themselves in the distance.
"Nor do I like it, Joe," came from Darry, with a long-drawn sigh. "But I guess we'll have to make the best of it."
"With what was on that message my brother found in the cave, and what Benson said about this Indian chief, it looks as if the folks at the fort might have trouble in the near future."