“No wonder, my lad. It was a horrible crawl, for I was regularly done. I felt what the Amurricans call real bad. But now tell me, did the whole band come by here?”
“As far as we can tell,” replied the doctor.
“That’s right. I never had time to look back, but it seemed to me as if the whole Indian nation was after my scalp on horseback. They didn’t get it, did they, Chris?”
“Get it? No, of course not.”
“I’m glad of that; but it felt precious cold two or three times. But now tell me—you’ve begun shooting—are the enemy coming on?”
“I believe we have only been attacked by a couple of stragglers—two who passed through the narrow gap here last.”
“And you’ve filled the gap well up?”
“Oh yes. No horse could get by here.”
“That’s right! Then the big lot haven’t found out yet that they’re trapped?”
“Certainly not,” said the doctor.