“You have once dwelt among the Indians?”
“Yes, as a fugitive from my own people, I became a renegade and was a medicine chief. When I could do so I returned to my people, unknown, however, to work like you, for gold and revenge. Some day I will have both.”
“See here, you are just the man that can aid me, and in doing so help yourself.”
“I am willing, if there is any money in it.”
“There is, and big money, too, for you.”
“I am your man, Captain Eagle,” was the earnest reply.
The outlaw was evidently greatly excited through some thought that had crossed his mind. He paced to and fro for a minute, his hands clasped behind his back, his whole bearing that of one who was moved by strong emotion.
Again turning to the sergeant, he said, and in a perfectly calm tone:
“You dwell at Fort Advance, of course?”
“Yes, sir.”