“I was wondering what you had in that bag,” he said.
“The oudtfit—everything you will needt. It is a desperate situvation. Gopher Gabe says that you are the only man what can work it, so as to get Juniper Joe out of the chail. And so I am here.”
They talked for half an hour, then were forced to stop, because the curious Indians, peering in on them, gave them no peace.
“You’ll have to give that dance, now that you’ve promised it,” said Benson.
“It is vhat I wandt; so that I can surely say, vhen I go back, that I have been blaying the fiddle for an Indian dance.”
“It’s known that you came?”
“Oh, yes! Vhat was the use to try to hide idt? It couldn’t been didt.”
“You could have made a sneak in the night.”
“Idt was only this morning that Gopher Gabe came to the notion he wouldt sendt me; and he insisted I shall gome at once.”
“How in thunder did you fellers know that I was here?”