"Umph—no doubt," softly hazarded the Gray Fox. "You were not with him when he died? I suppose you attended to that matter with proper thoroughness. Have you seen any Sioux signs?"
"Yaas—day follar de wagon, dey aire leave dar pony-track all roun you."
Once fastening his quizzical eyes on the white lad, the general asked, "Do you talk Crow?"
"Yes."
"Can you make the hand talk?"
Ermine gave the sign for "Yes."
"Have you ever been to school?"
"No, sir."
"Who taught you to speak English?"
"My old comrade, Crooked-Bear," said Ermine.