As the scout finished speaking, they rode around one of the turns and came upon a sight which brought them to an abrupt halt.
Horror rose in the girl’s eyes, and a gasp escaped her lips. She looked at the scout. His face wore an ominous frown.
Leaping out of the saddle, he hurried forward without a word.
Dell likewise dismounted and hastened after him.
CHAPTER XV.
LITTLE CAYUSE CAUGHT.
The scout’s praise of Little Cayuse was well-deserved. The lad was brave and quick-witted, and prided himself on being a warrior, on having won an eagle-feather, and on knowing how to carry out the orders of Pa-e-has-ka.
Yet bravery and quick wit are not always sufficient to keep their possessor from disaster.
Little Cayuse had been sent to find the Apache who had launched the arrow. This was entirely owing to the scout’s forethought, and was done before the contents of the note brought by the arrow had been read.