"Yes, yes, I know I said that. But I have changed my mind. I want you to meet those Injuns when they come back, and tell them something."
At this Bill looked cautiously around, lowered his voice, and whispered a few words into her ear.
Nadu started slightly, and looked up keenly into the squaw man's face as if to read his inmost thoughts.
"Is not Bill afraid to let Nadu go with the Big Lake braves?" she queried.
"Why should I be afraid?" he parried. "You will be among your own people, and think of the money you will get. You look after that brat until I want him, and you will get the chink."
"How soon?"
"Can't tell for certain. Shifty leaves to-day for Big Glen. It may take a little time."
"Maybe Shifty doesn't get money," suggested the woman.
"No fear of that," was the response. "When that old cuss knows it's either the money or his child's life he'll cough up the dough quicker than h—."