"Of course," added Sue.
"Then I'll leave you here," went on the ragged man. "I doctor some of the Indians, and this is one of them. I'll say good-bye, and the next time you're lost you must send for me."
"We will," laughed Bunny and Sue as they went on toward the road. They knew where they were now, as they had come along this road after the milk.
As they reached the highway they heard from the cabin of the ragged man a curious buzzing sound.
"What's that?" asked Sue. "Is it bees?"
"No, I don't think so," answered Bunny. "It sounds more like machinery."
"Yes, it does," agreed Sue. "I wonder what kind it is."
"Sounds like a little saw mill," said Bunny.
"Say!" cried Sue, when they had walked on a little way. "Wasn't it queer that that Indian asked about 'heap big medicine,' just the way Eagle Feather spoke of my Teddy bear and your electric train?"
"Kind of," admitted Bunny. "I wonder what he meant?"