"Do you and Sam always travel alone? Are there other Indians around
here?"

"Plenty Injun sometam'. See'm bimeby, mebbe." Again she glanced
toward the distant hill.

"Have you any children?" Jean asked.

"No babby now. Babby all die."

"But Pete has children, has he not?"

"A-ha-ha. Pete plenty babby."

"Why, then, did he bring his baby to me when its mother died? Why did
not you take care of it?"

Kitty looked quizzically at the girl before replying.

"Dane no tell, eh?" she queried.

"Tell what?"

"Why Pete leave babby."

"No, he never told me. Perhaps he didn't know."

"Pete know. Pete find out 'bout King George peep'l. See?"