It was the next day that the three strange Indians put in an appearance, as described in James Morris's letter. Henry saw them, and he and his uncle talked the matter over after the red men had departed.
"They certainty did act suspicious," declared the youth. "And they were wicked-looking customers, too."
"I shall notify Jadwin to keep a sharp lookout in the future," answered James Morris. Tony Jadwin was now his right-hand man at the post, a hunter and trapper as well known as Sanderson and Sam Barringford.
Following this visit came the visit of the two other Indians. They caught Henry cleaning up several guns and pistols, and this made them speak of buying some firearms.
"They were actually angry because we wouldn't sell to them," said Henry. "Uncle James, they certainly mean mischief."
"Just my notion, Henry. But they can't do much single-handed."
"Don't you think there are other Indians around?"
"Jadwin hasn't seen any—I mean any that are strange. Those Delawares who train with White Buffalo are here, but I don't fear them."
"Have you any idea what has become of Pontiac?"
"A French trapper told me yesterday that Pontiac is reported to be in the vicinity of Fort Detroit. They say he has some sort of a home on an island in the Detroit River."