“Hide a short distance off in the pines. Are you ready?”
“Yes, sah.”
“All right. I’ll wait in the cabin to welcome them.”
The negro shouldered his rifle and walked to a place of hiding, with the scout by his side.
Then Buffalo Bill returned to the cabin and closed the door, to wait the arrival of the visitors.
That the chief of scouts had made no mistake in his surmise as to who the two horsemen were was proven by the sound of hoofs coming up the cañon.
The guide saw by the moonlight two men, with five led horses, two carrying packs, pass by him. He heard one say:
“I’ll be sartin afore I make a break, for we don’t know what has happened in ther three months we has been away.”
“All right; I’ll wait here,” was the answer.
The first speaker then rode on alone to the cabin and called out: