“Then follow me!”
“It is not necessary. I can guess where you would lead me. I know all: he lured the alligator hither to destroy my sister.”
“Ugh!” exclaimed the young Indian, in some surprise. “How learned you this, sir?”
“From yonder rock, I was a witness of the whole transaction. But how did you come to know of it?” I asked in turn.
“Only by following the trail—the man—the dog—the alligator. I was hunting by the swamp. I saw the tracks. I suspected something, and crossed the fields. I had reached the thicket when I heard cries. I was just in time. Ugh!”
“You were in good time, else the villain would have succeeded in his intent. Fear not, friend, he shall be punished.”
“Good—he should be punished. I hope you and I may meet again.”
A few words more were exchanged between us, and then we shook hands, and parted.