"Were they Indians who stole them away?"
"Ah, ah."
"Who?"
"Beeg Lake Injuns."
"What! The Indians who are on the warpath with the Hishus?"
"Ah, ah."
"Look here, Sam; we must get that boy and woman. We must save them quick. What can we do?"
The Indian looked intently into Grey's face for a few seconds.
"Hishu Sam white man's friend," he at length remarked. "Come."
With that he turned toward the door, opened it and passed out into the night. There was nothing left for Grey but to follow. The native took it for granted that he would do so, and did not even once look back.