"How so?"
"Was it you who fired that shot last evening just before sunset?"
"Which shot?"
"The one that alarmed the camp!";
"You mean when the scout was----"
"Scalped."
"Yes, I fired it."
"Who took the scalp? I reckon that is not your gift, my lad."
Jamie shuddered at the remembrance, and said, "No. I should hope not."
"Then you were not alone? Who was the redskin that was with you?"