“We won’t hurt them if they let us alone,” was the sturdy reply of the trapper, “but they must keep thar hands off.”
“They won’t be likely to disturb you, although they do not like the presence of any one in these parts.”
“Why don’t they?”
“Because they are aware of the existence of gold, and they know if that fact becomes generally known, they will have to pack up and leave.”
“Be thar any other white men besides us hyar?”
“Quite a number have passed through, but I don’t think there are any besides your company.”
“The Blackfeet are here sometimes?”
“Yes; their hunting and war parties occasionally pass through, but they know of the Meagans, respect their character, and never offer to molest them.”
“I see; but how ’bout us?” asked Black Tom, with a grin.
“It ain’t likely they would be so careful about treading on your corns. Heigho!”