Turning back to the girl, the scout silently handed her the message, at the same time pointing to where the arrow lay on the ground.
“This was fired into camp with an arrow, eh?” murmured the girl, passing her eyes swiftly over the communication received from the scout.
When she had done with the reading, she laid the note on the horn of her saddle and brought her gauntleted fist down on it sharply.
“This proves it!” she declared.
“Proves what?” queried the scout.
“Why, the guess I had already made that Bernritter and Bascomb were back of Dell’s abduction.”
“Listen to Golightly, Buffalo Bill,” spoke up McGowan. “We’re getting down to cases in this matter. Go on, Golightly,” he added to the Irishman, “and tell Buffalo Bill what you have just told me.”
Golightly, with many “begorrys” and “bedads,” and a wrathful twist of his brogue, repeated to the scout what he had just told the mine-owner.
Dell followed the recital with a narration of her own experiences.