White-eyed Moses listened to this uneasily.
“Maype he is oudt on the hills now?” he suggested.
“I don’t think it. You see, since he was seen here I have had two Utes hired to stay out on the hills and watch for him.”
“If he saw that fiddling and dancing it will be a gifaway!”
“I don’t see why, since you say you told in the town that you was coming out here to play for a dance.”
This considerably relieved the apprehension of the fiddler.
“But if he saw me with you?” he questioned.
“He would think I’m an Indian, wouldn’t he? I’m looking out for that.”
White-eyed Moses looked at the road agent with a glance of admiration.
“You are a smardt man,” he said, “and that is why Gopher Gabe haf picked you oudt for this chob.”