“Injun no know. No see um.”
“You mean that you didn’t see anybody?”
“No see um.”
“But what happened?”
“Injun walk along, him heap dark. No see um, no hear um. Bag drop on head. Two three men jump on Injun. No chance fight, heap too many.”
“But did they keep the bag on your head while they beat you?”
“No take bag off. Beat heap lot, then bang on head an’ no more.”
“I should say you did get a bang on the head,” Bob declared, as he felt a big lump on the back of the old man’s skull. “If I ever find out who did it I’ll, well he’d better look sharp, that’s all.”
After resting for about a half hour Kernertok declared that he was able to start back.
“Now you take it easy,” Bob cautioned him. “Remember, you are not as young as you were once.”