His master, evidently looking for no other sort of reply, passed on towards the doorway.
“Has any one been after me, Oriole?” inquired he, pausing upon the steps.
Oriole raised his right arm into a horizontal position, and pointed towards the open entrance.
“Some one inside?”
The interrogatory was answered by a nod in the affirmative.
“Only one, or more?”
The Indian held up his hand with all the fingers closed except one.
“One only. Did he come a-foot, or on horseback?”
Oriole made answer, by placing the fore and middle fingers of his right hand astride of the index finger of the left.
“A horseman!” said the cavalier, translating the sign; “’Tis late for a visitor—especially as I did not expect any one to-night. Is he a stranger, Oriole?”