I reckon yer know we 're havin' a bit o' Injun trouble, an' yer dad is shore to be pretty busy out thar on the Cimarron." "I--I do not think I do.

I have seen no papers since leaving St.
Louis.

Is the situation really serious?
Is it unsafe for me to go farther ?" The man rubbed his chin, as though undecided what was best to say.

But the girl's face was full of character, and he answered frankly.
"It's serious 'nough, I reckon, an' I certainly wish I wus safe through to Fort Marcy, but I don't know no reason now why you could n't finish up your trip all right.

I wus out to the fort last evenin' gettin' the latest news, an' thar hasn't been no trouble to speak of east of old Bent's Fort.