“What’s this?” Dick asked.
“That am letter for you. By an’ by you read.”
The Indian rose to his feet beckoning to his companion.
“By an’ by you read,” he repeated.
“Who is this letter from?”
“I not know that.” A slight frown settled between the native’s eyes.
“But who gave it to you?” persisted Dick.
“Fellow come up river this morning gave it to me. Tell ’em me give it to you. Tell ’em me you read it by an’ by.
“But don’t you know this man’s name?”
“Fellow name—” the Indian hesitated, “fellow say his name John Clark. By an’ by you read letter.”