Ike told him the whole story before Hashknife had a chance to explain anything.
“They even throwed that knife away where Baldy could find it,” declared Ike. “By golly, they sure drawed the wool over Lon Belly’s eyes, too. I seen Baldy look at Jack Baum when Baldy found that knife, and I’ll betcha they know who killed Blair.”
Big Medicine nodded approvingly.
“Thank you, boys. It will save a lot of trouble. Come in and eat breakfast.”
“That’s right,” grinned Sleepy. “We didn’t take time to eat in town.”
Big Medicine explained things to Lucy and Wanna, and the old squaw grinned delightedly, as she examined Hashknife’s wound of the night before.
“All gone,” she declared.
“Yo’re some doctor,” smiled Hashknife, patting her on the shoulder.
He turned to Big Medicine, who was sitting down at the table.
“Hawkworth, I had a talk with the doctor last night about that young feller who got shot the night we came in. The doctor can’t get anybody to nurse this feller, to look after him while the doctor is out on his cases.