I saw one or two of the older Indians glance around at him in grave displeasure.
"The young fools!" muttered Wells, uneasily.

"I shall enjoy seeing if that French popinjay keeps all of his fine airs when the hour for stern work comes." He lifted his voice.
"Jordan!" The young soldier instantly ceased his song, and turned in his saddle to glance back.
"The time has come when I must insist on less noise, and more decorum upon the march," Wells said sternly.

"This is not Fort Wayne, nor is our road devoid of danger.

Captain de Croix, I shall have to request you also to cease your singing for the present." There was that in his voice and manner which forbade remark, and we rode on silently.

I asked: "But you have not explained to me how you learned all this of which you spoke ?" "By the use of my eyes, of course.