They hang naughty Indians," reminded Hippy.
"Oh, Mister Pony--I mean Mister Horse--won't you sit down and have a snack with us ?" invited Emma Dean.
"Of course he must," insisted Tom, pausing at his work of starting a cook fire.
The Indian shook his head.
"Me go," he announced briefly.
"Sorry.

Hope we see you again," said Hippy.
"Me see.

You Big Friend.

Bye," he said, halting before Lieutenant Wingate.

With that he trotted away.
"What a queer character," exclaimed Nora Wingate.