playing a double game which, for the time being, he preferred to ignore.

"Good-night, Miss Stuart," said Mr. Latham, a few minutes later. "I shall
join you in the morning. If the Indian woman is at Naki's house, I will
see her there; if not, I shall go to her wigwam. Notwithstanding all that
has happened, she must have satisfactory proofs."

Miss Stuart knew Mr. Latham now suspected that both his sister-in-law and
nephew were convinced of Eunice's identity.

"Naki," Miss Sallie asked, "at daylight, to-morrow, will you go to the
old squaw's wigwam? Tell her that she shall not be punished," continued
Miss Stuart. "I am very sorry for her."

Naki was looking at Miss Stuart. His solemn face expressed surprise. "Do
you mean you have found out about Eunice?" he asked.

"Certainly, Naki," Miss Stuart rejoined. "If you have known Eunice's
story, and have not told it before, you have behaved very badly. Tell the
Indian woman to bring what proofs she has to convince Mr. Latham that
little Eunice is the child of her daughter."

"I will," Naki promised. "But I knowed of Eunice in another way. There is
a man in Stockbridge as knows who the child is. He was a preacher once.
He is part Indian, part white. He was with Eunice's mother when she died.
She told him about the child, but begged him to keep it a secret. The
Indian mother did not want the child to go back to the Lathams. She was
afraid they would be unkind to her baby. The man told me the story
several years ago."

Miss Sallie was deeply interested. "Naki, when you bring the squaw to
your house in the morning, go to Stockbridge. Then find the man who knows
the story of Eunice, and bring him, too."

"You can count on me," were Naki's last words.

The next morning Miss Stuart and Mr. Latham drove to Naki's home. Neither
Naki nor the Indian woman was there!

Naki had left for the wigwam before five o'clock that morning. It was now
ten. There was nothing to do but wait.

At eleven o'clock Miss Sallie sent her telegram to Ruth. At noon she and
Mr. Latham still waited. There was no sign of Naki or the squaw.

"Don't you think we had better go up to the wigwam?" Mr. Latham asked
impatiently.

"We cannot find our way there without Naki or one of my girls," Miss
Sallie answered.

"What do you think has happened?" Miss Stuart asked Ceally. Ceally shook
her head.

"Something is the matter," she declared, "or Naki would have been here
with the old woman hours ago."