CHAPTER VI.
AT THE FORTY THIEVES MINE.
The blanket was fluttering from the top of a big pile of boulders lying at the foot of the cañon wall. As the scout left the bottom of the slope and emerged from the chaparral on his way down the cañon, the blanket suddenly disappeared.
“Wah-coo-tah has seen me coming,” he thought, “and has taken away the blanket.”
In this he was correct, for when he had drawn up Bear Paw abreast of the pile of boulders, Wah-coo-tah rode out into the trail. She scanned the trail carefully in both directions, and then urged her cayuse alongside of Bear Paw.
“What have you discovered, Wah-coo-tah?” asked Buffalo Bill.
“Wild Bill ride to Forty Thieves Mine last night with Lawless,” said the girl.
“Did he go there of his own free will, or was he taken by force?”
“No sabe Pa-e-has-ka.”
“Did Wild Bill leave the mine?”
“No sabe. Mebbyso him no leave mine. If him leave, then him come back Sun Dance—and him no come back.”