Here was confirmation of the fact that he had not been asleep and dreamed that he saw this woman. She was talking with some one; and the scout saw at her side a young man.
He was about to advance and demand an explanation, when the girl opened the door behind her, and she and the young man vanished into the house.
Buffalo Bill, having come out by that door, had left it unlocked. Now, when he ran up to it, he found that it was locked from the inside. He was left out of the house; and to get in he was compelled to call up John Latimer once more, doing it this time by shouting to him below his window.
Latimer appeared, coming down into the lower hall in a red dressing gown and slippers.
“What is it, Cody?”
Buffalo Bill told him.
“Come here, Cody!” He lighted a candle and led the way into a small side room, where, instead of answering Buffalo Bill’s questions, he looked at him strangely, and then took down some small bottles from a shelf. “I studied medicine once, Cody, and keep medicines here for my own use. You must let me prescribe for you.”
“You mean to say I did not see and hear that young woman and young man?”
“I think you are not well, Cody,” was the evasive reply. “Permit me to prescribe for you.”
He poured some of the contents of one of the bottles into a glass.