“Has he? That's very kind of him.”
“Oh, I reckon he's got his reasons,” said Hickman coolly,
“And you carry out his wishes?”
“I take counsel.”
“What's that?” inquired Benson.
“It's principally doing what I'm told. That's why you can count on me, young man, no matter what you do.”
“I suppose it will be necessary to secure the services of an interpreter and guides; do you know where I can find a man who is acquainted among the various tribes?”
“I'll have to think that over for a spell.”
But the very next day Hickman arrived early at the hotel and informed Benson that Young wished to see him.
They found him in his office, but not alone. With him was a tall, gaunt fellow, whose deeply-lined face, in spite of its sunburn, showed an unwholesome pallor.