“Then, as soon as I get you to Sun Dance, I’m going to pick up a few men and ride post-haste for Medicine Bluff. I can’t believe that Lawless would put Nomad and Wild Bill out of the way; still, a scoundrel who would shoot his own daughter would be capable of anything.”
“He would!” averred Dell fervently. “I’m worried about Nomad and Wild Bill, and we must ride for Medicine Bluff as soon as we can.”
“I wonder just where we are?” said the scout, getting to his feet and pushing through the bushes to the edge of the shelf.
Dell did not follow but remained beside Wah-coo-tah.
“You tell Wah-coo-tah,” said the Indian girl, as soon as they were alone, “that you leave Pa-e-has-ka as soon as Wah-coo-tah get you out of mine; and you say,” the girl added sharply, “that you no talk with the double tongue.”
“If you insist that I leave the scout and his pards,” said Dell, “I will. I have a ranch in Arizona, and my mother is there. I intended to leave my pards very soon, anyway, but I should like to stay with them until Lawless is captured and forced to pay the penalty of his crimes.”
“You go then?”
“Yes.”
“Then Wah-coo-tah glad you stay. Mebbyso Yellow Hair got good heart, and Wah-coo-tah got bad heart? Quien sabe?”
“No, no, Wah-coo-tah,” whispered Dell, “you’ve got a good heart, and you’re a brave girl; only there are some things you don’t understand.”