"Are discreet and devoted," observed Clinton.
"We know that, and have taken no precautions against them."
"You would have been very unwise to do so. Morris and Stephen knew me from my birth. They love me as if I were a child of their own. I have no secrets from them and should be sorry to wound their feelings."
"I was prepared for that objection," said Keen-hand, "and was therefore careful to warn them."
"You have done well, Charbonneau, as I would not for the world offend those worthy fellows. And now, gentlemen, follow me, and I will take you where you can speak openly without fear of being overheard."
Saying which George moved away from the house and led them to a hillock, wholly without trees, overlooking the river, and whence he could see a long way.
"This is my observatory," he said, smiling.
"Admirably well chosen," replied Oliver.
On the invitation of Clinton everyone seated himself on the grass, and lit his pipe; then Bright-eye, who appeared general spokesman, addressed their host.
"We have learned from Keen-hand that you have not long left the cities of the United States to visit for a time the prairies of the Far West."