“Oh! where?” asked Billie, giving a start, as if he had at first suspected that the old fellow might have stolen a march upon them; and from the way Billie looked above his head one would think he
half expected that that hideous figure would come tumbling down upon them, his arms filled with rattlesnakes, perhaps.
“Over near the cliff, just as I said,” replied Donald, pointing as he spoke.
“I see him, all right,” announced Billie, immediately, as though that were something worth mentioning.
“Looks like he meant to climb up somewhere,” suggested Adrian.
“We’ll watch, and see the circus, then,” added Donald; “but better keep down, so he won’t glimpse us if he happens to look back this way.”
“That’s good advice!” muttered Billie, dropping flat, and then poking his head up as best he knew how, so that he might see without betraying his presence; Billie had not been in the company of these two prairie boys for weeks without picking up at least a smattering of the things they knew.
“Why, he’s gone!” he exclaimed, a second or two later; and commenced to rub his eyes vigorously, as though inclined to suspect that they had played him a trick.
“Did you see that?” remarked Donald, of Adrian; for they had been looking all the time Billie was fussing, and getting himself so nicely fixed that he had temporarily lost track of the medicine man.
“He went behind that twisted cedar, and then