“What is it?” Ross asked.
“W’y, dang-it-all-to-dingnation! that Scar Face an’ his murderin’, scalpin’ gang o’ red devils has sarcumvented us an’ got ahead of us, that’s what. Though how in the name o’ Dan’l Boone they ever done it, I can’t imagine! They must ’ave found some short cut.”
Bright Wing decidedly shook his head and grunted:
“No believe.”
“You don’t believe Joe’s theory that the trail was made by Scar Face and his band?” Douglas said quickly.
“No believe.”
“By whom, then?”
“Winnebagoes.”
“But,” Ross objected, “the Winnebagoes have returned to their northern village.”
“Not all go,” the Wyandot asserted positively.