"I hadn't forgotten it. Yes, I think I'd better."
It was easy to bring old Two Knives to another conference, and he received his message with an "Ugh!" which meant a good deal. He had questions to ask, of course, and the Captain gave him as large an idea as he thought safe to give of the strength and number of the Apaches.
"Let 'em come, though. If we stand by each other we can beat them off."
"Not wait for Apaches to come," said To-la-go-to-de. "All ride after them to-night. Pale-faces ride with Lipans."
That was a part of the agreement between them, but it had not been any part of the intention of Captain Skinner.
"We're in for it, boys," he said, when he returned to his own camp and reported. "We must throw the redskins off to-night. It's time for us to unload that wagon. We're close to the Mexican line. Every man must carry his own share."
"Guess we can do that."
"I don't believe we can. It'll be as much as a man's life's worth to be loaded down too much, with all the riding we've got before us."
"We won't leave an ounce, if we can help it."
"Well, not any more'n we can help."