“Ah—some more signs,” exclaimed he, stopping suddenly.
“What are they?” queried his companions eagerly.
“Just notice this bush, if you please, and tell me what you make of it.”
The two friends did so, and saw that one of the branches of some sprouts of chestnut, growing round a stump, had been broken short off, and lay pointing toward the trail.
“I make it favorable. Ina has done this to guide us,” said Haverland.
“My opinion exactly,” added Graham.
“You are mistaken about one thing. Ina did not do it.”
“Did not do it?” exclaimed the others; “and who did then?”
“That’s the question. I’m of the opinion that that white man you have told me about, has done it.”