The next morning Miss Stuart and Mr. Latham drove to Naki’s home. Neither Naki nor the Indian woman was there!
Naki had left for the wigwam before five o’clock that morning. It was now ten. There was nothing to do but wait.
At eleven o’clock Miss Sallie sent her telegram to Ruth. At noon she and Mr. Latham still waited. There was no sign of Naki or the squaw.
“Don’t you think we had better go up to the wigwam?” Mr. Latham asked impatiently.
“We cannot find our way there without Naki or one of my girls,” Miss Sallie answered.
“What do you think has happened?” Miss Stuart asked Ceally. Ceally shook her head.
“Something is the matter,” she declared, “or Naki would have been here with the old woman hours ago.”
What had become of Naki?
At daylight he reached the hilltop, but no sound of life came from the silent tent.
Naki called to the Indian squaw. There was no answer. “I come to bring you news of Eunice!” he shouted. Still no answer.