ack here and I don't understand why Zeke appears to
be so friendly with him. You don't suppose," he added cautiously, "that
the guide has decided to go in with the other fellows, do you?"
"Don't you remember what Zeke told you a good many times?" spoke up Grant
sharply. "He said that children should be seen and not heard."
Fred's face was expressive of his anger, but he wisely did not respond to
the suggestion of his friend.
It was not long before Zeke and the two newcomers entered the camp where
breakfast was hastily prepared for the Indian and his companion.
"Zeke," spoke up John, "we don't understand what's going on. What does all
this mean?"
"What does all what mean?" retorted Zeke blankly.
"You know just as well as I do. What is this man doing here in our camp
again?"
"You'll have to ask him."
"Well, I don't want to ask him. I don't want anything to do with him. He
stole Simon Moultrie's diary, he smashed one of our boats, he took one of
our packs and no one knows how much more damage he has done. I don't think
he ought to be here."
"You might tell him so," suggested Zeke, smiling slightly as he spoke.
"I'm not going to tell him," retorted John. "I'm telling you and you are
responsible for this party."
"That's right, so I be," spoke up Zeke as if it was the first time he had
heard the statement. "There isn't much use," he continued, "in my looking
after you when I find that you don't pay any 'tention to what I tell you.
I left word for not one o' you boys to leave the camp while I was gone and
when I come back I find that all four of you have been up to all sorts of
tricks."
"What are those men waiting for?" demanded Fred, glancing as he spoke at
the Navajo and the white man, who were frequently looking toward the rim
of the Gulch.
"I think you'll have to ask them," said Zeke as he at once withdrew and
joined the men whose actions had caused Fred to ask his question.
Fred's confusion returned when he found that Zeke and the white man
apparently were on the best of terms. His anger increased as he became
convinced that he was the topic of their conversation, for each frequently
glanced in his direction and both laughed as if the reference to the Go
Ahead Boy was highly amusing.
Fred's conviction that they were awaiting the coming of some one was
strengthened when he joined his friends.
"I'm telling you, fellows, there's something strange about all this," he
said positively. "Nobod
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