“I did.”
“By the way”—and the governor glanced hurriedly around—“where is the man? I ordered him to remain within call.”
“I haven’t seen him since we left camp,” Ross answered.
The commander bent forward in the saddle and motioned the young scout to come closer. Then drawing down his brows until his eyes were almost closed, he whispered:
“Do you believe Bradford entered the Indian town at all?”
“Yes, I do,” was the positive reply.
“Ah!” The governor looked relieved.
“Yes,” Ross continued in a low, cautious tone, “I think he entered the village. And no one but a friend of the allied tribes would dare to do that—in my opinion.”
“You mean——” Harrison began, but stopped suddenly, and, smiling, shook his head.
“I hardly know what I mean,” Douglas said with an uneasy laugh. “However, I’ll explain as best I can.”