“You remember them two fellow, Indian boys, I tell you ’bout I see in that room one night with Toby McCallum, Wolf Brennan an’ Mr. Frazer?”
Dick scratched his head. “Let me see. You mean that time when you saw the light burning in Frazer’s room at two o’clock in the morning?”
“Yes. Them two fellow here.”
“Here at the post?” inquired Sandy, straightening up in his seat.
“Yes.”
“What are they doing?”
“They just hang ’round. Do nothing like us. I find out they have tepee down near the river.”
“Well, what about it?” demanded Dick. “They have a right to stay there if they want to, haven’t they?”
Toma grinned. “That just the trouble. Why they want to stay here now that their friend, Mr. Frazer, go ’way? They very good friend Mr. Frazer, you think they like go ’long too.”
“Perhaps they’ll follow later,” surmised Sandy.