"Now, Lucky, tell us all about it."
"Oui, Injun tell. Injun geet up with heem leetle past noon. Heem goin' ver' fast, but Injun's dog heem go faster, oui. Heem no hear me till I geet most up to heem. Then heem see an' mak' to draw gun, but Injun have gun out an' Injun tell heem hand up or heem geet keel queek.
"And I'll bet he put 'em up in a hurry," Jack said as Lucky paused.
"Oui, heem put um up."
"Then what?" Bob asked as he paused again.
"Injun come close an' mak' heem put stuff back on sled. Heem ver' mad' an' watch ver' close chance to geet—what you call um—drop, but heem no geet."
"I'll bet he didn't."
"Keep still and let him tell the story," Bob ordered.
"When heem stuff all put on my sled Injun tell heem start off ver' queek. Tell heem no look back an heem ver' glad go heem see heem no geet drop on Injun. Injun watch heem till heem geet long ways off an' then Injun turn heem dog around an' we start back."
"What time was that?" Bob asked.