“From my heart I thank you,” said the scout. “But I know all that you would tell me. Not ten minutes ago I was on that ledge and saw and heard all that passed between your father, the White Slayer, and Kansas King.”
The girl was very much surprised, but answered:
“I am glad you heard it; but you will leave these hills?”
“No; we will show Kansas King and his Indian allies that we will not be driven from the Black Hills by fear of them,” and Buffalo Bill spoke with bitter determination.
“Oh, what a terrible slaughter will follow!” she exclaimed. “How I wish I could aid you, sir.”
“You can. You can aid me.”
“And how? Tell me, and I will do all in my power,” said Pearl earnestly.
“To-morrow is the meeting between Kansas King and your father. Yonder ledge is a secret spot where you can hide, and you can reach it from the hill above. I want to know the plans to be arranged between your father and the outlaw chief, and to-morrow night, just after sunset, I will meet you here.”
“I understand, sir, and I will do as you wish me to; but, tell me, please, are you Buffalo Bill, the scout?”
“I am so called, but why do you ask?”