“Governor, I have the honor to inform you that my companion and myself have performed our mission, and are ready to report.”
“Who are you?” inquired the commander, bending forward and peering into the speaker’s face.
“Ross Douglas—a scout in your service.”
“Yes, to be sure,” Harrison answered. “I should have known you from your manner. But the darkness bothered me. And your companion?”
“Bright Wing, the Wyandot.”
“I am ready to receive your report.”
“Here?”
“Yes—and at once.”
“We went up the valley as you directed. We continued our course until we came in sight of the Prophet’s Town——”