"Yes, sir, I know him," he said in a low voice.
"Where is he?"
"Below—on our service."
But it was Luther Kinnicut, the spy, whom we had come to interview, as well as to see Major Lockwood, and Boyd frowned thoughtfully.
I said: "The Indians hereabout are Mohican, are they not, Mr. Hays?"
"They were," he replied; and his very apathy gave the answer a sadder significance.
"Have they all gone off?" asked Boyd, misunderstanding.
"There were very few Mohicans to go. But they have gone."
"Below?"
"Oh, no, sir. They and the Stockbridge Indians, and the Siwanois are friendly to our party."