“Perhaps they wanted to get somewhere, some place for which they had set out in a hurry. They had two ponies and pretty heavy packs.”
Anvik nodded.
“White boy much wise. Him see almost like Indian. My father him shaman. Him teach Anvik see many thing. White boy him see almost as much as Anvik.”
“Where do you think they are going?”
“Perhaps they are miners prospecting for a claim.”
Anvik shook his head.
“Too much big hurry. No prospect. Mebby go get claim. Mebby see um again.”
“I hope we do. It would be pleasant to have some company in this wild place. They went in that direction when they broke camp. Is that the way we go?” asked Tad.
“We follow um trail.”