It is the Indian's nature to be stoical and never to manifest surprise, no matter what occurs.
Inside the line where the ponies were staked was a small brush house, and in front of this Bill halted with his led horses, with his own hands unsaddled one and unpacked the other, leaving packs and saddles in front of the house.
Well he knew they were as safe there as they would have been behind bolts and bars in the settlements--even more safe.
"Come in, my love," he said.

"The Sioux will care for the horses.

Come in and receive the best a fond heart can give in the way of shelter and comfort." "It is all I ask," she murmured, as with him she entered the "Outlaw's Home.".