"My God! Miss Rhoda!" cried Billy hoarsely, as he ran toward her with outstretched hands. "Why, you are well! What's happened to you!"
Here Kut-le stepped between the two.
"Hello, Mr. Porter," he said.
Billy stepped back and a look of loathing and anger took the place of the joy that had been in his eyes before.
"You Apache devil!" he growled. "You ain't as smart as you thought you were!"
Rhoda ran forward and would have taken Porter's hand but Kut-le restrained her with his hand on her shoulder.
"Where did you come from, Billy?" cried Rhoda. "Where are the others?"
Billy's face cleared a little at the sound of the girl's voice.
"They are right handy, Miss Rhoda."
"I'll give you a few details, Rhoda," said Kut-le coolly. "You see he is without water and his mouth is black with thirst. He started to trail Injun Tom but got lost and stumbled on us."