He gave a grunt which meant yes. “Heap good fight,” he added. 187
“Will you help fight if they come again?”
He said nothing, but sat looking at Kaiser, who was still growling, and only kept back because I held him by the collar.
“Where do you stay?” I asked. He made no answer.
“How did you come here?” I went on.
“Other Indians,” he said. “Long sleep–gone when wake up.”
I thought I saw through the whole thing.
“Did you see face–all fire–looking at you down in cellar?”
He only gazed at me out of his little black eyes. I guessed that he had drunk more than the others and had gone to sleep before the bad spirit looked in at the window, and so had not seen it and had been left behind.
“Did you see barn burn–big fire?” I asked.