“Mebbe so. But I think I know why they stay here.”
“Why?” asked Dick.
“’Cause Mr. Frazer tell ’em to. Mr. Frazer talk with them two fellow just before he go. I see him do that. I see they very careful nobody hear what they say too.”
Dick felt a momentary quickening of his pulses.
“Good boy! No one could ever accuse you of being slow-witted. I know what’s on your mind now. You believe that these two Indians have been left behind purposely—that they’ll be up to some mischief before long.”
“Yes, Dick, them very bad fellow. Other Indians say that. Like drink alla time an’ get in trouble.”
Toma scowled and took a seat on the bench beside Sandy. For one full moment no one spoke.
“There are two reasons why Frazer instructed those two Indians to remain here. Either they intend to cause Scott all the trouble they can or they are waiting for the arrival of Wolf Brennan and Toby McCallum,” said Dick.
“We’ll keep an eye on them,” stated Sandy darkly. “We might possibly learn something to our advantage.”
Toma turned his head. “There they are now,” he said.