“Among the Indians?”
“Yes.”
“But why am I to stay here?”
“So that if the boy comes there will be somebody left to receive him.”
“How long have you been thinking of this, friend Brush?”
“For a week or more. I will leave all the gold-dust with you except, maybe, a few hundred dollars’ worth to pay expenses. If I don’t come back, you can keep it for yourself and Tom.”
“Wouldn’t it be better, friend Brush, for me to go and leave you here?”
“No; I don’t believe I could stand it. I want to be lookin’ for Tom myself.”
“Let it be so, then. When do you wish to go?”
“To-morrow.”