"Well, can any of you pick him out?"
"Did the Medicine Person tell you how to know him?" inquired Painted Hawk.
"No," said Running Fox. "I was foolish; I did not ask about it."
"It will be a hard thing to find out," declared Crooked Foot. "I looked sharp at these warriors but I cannot tell you what you wish to know."
"I do not believe that warrior I talked to is Big Dog," said Dancing Owl. "He was not the leader of those warriors who caught me. A great chief is always the leader."
"Yes, yes, that is true," agreed his companions. "One of the others must be Big Dog."
Running Fox had already reached that conclusion. He was glad to hear it indorsed by his friends. Still he realized that even with one of the warriors eliminated it would be quite as difficult to learn which of the others was Big Dog. Aware that a mistake might prove fatal, he resolved to do nothing until he became certain of the identity of the Shawnee chief.
"My friends, we must be sure about this thing," he said. "Now I will tell you how to find out about it. Yellow Wolf, you speak Shawnee words. You must talk to those warriors. Be sharp. Try to catch them."
"Yes, Yellow Wolf, you must try to fool them," said Crooked Foot.
"Well, I will see what I can do about it," agreed Yellow Wolf.