“The fur-trader? Yes; I knew him well.”
“You may remember that he was killed and scalped, on the plains, by the Blackfeet, who carried off his daughter.”
“Yes; but you don’t mean to say that this girl is Flora Robinette? She was found, and is married to Captain Benning—though I don’t know why they call him captain. He has a trading-post on the other side of the mountains, and she is living there with him.”
“Precisely so. After Silverspur rescued Flora Robinette from the Blackfeet—”
“Who is Silverspur?” interrupted the colonel.
“Your son—Fred Wilder.”
“Savage in name, as well as in nature. Go on.”
“After he rescued her from the Blackfeet, she was again captured by the Arapahoes. In seeking her among them, he was badly hurt, and his life was saved by this girl. But I am making a long story of it. Flora Robinette had a sister.”
“That is news to me. You seem to be coming to the point.”