"We didn't go very far away," laughed Grant. "Every one of us got busy and
we made some circles around the place here where we're stopping. We tried
it three times, but we didn't find any signs of the claim which Simon
Moultrie had staked."
"What did you expect to find?" demanded Zeke, a broad grin appearing on
his face for a moment.
"The claim," reported Grant sharply.
"Did you think there was a big sign up there stating that this was old
Simon Moultrie's property and warning everybody to keep off?"
Without waiting for a reply Zeke turned away, nor were the Go Ahead Boys
able to induce him to renew his conversation. No reference was made to the
plans for the following day and all four boys were greatly mystified when
at last they retired for the night.
The failure of the guide to be interested in the attempts the boys had
made to discover the claim for which they were searching was somewhat
mortifying. Indeed, Fred was inclined to break out in open rebellion. It
was Grant, however, who soothed his feelings and prevailed upon his friend
not to speak again to Zeke concerning the efforts they had made.
Early the following morning the missing Navajo and the white man whose
face was scarred, who had been an occasional unwelcome visitor in the
camp, together approached the place where the boys were awaiting their
coming.
"Do you see who that is?" demanded Fred in a low voice.
"Not being aged and infirm and my memory not having failed me as yet,"
said Grant solemnly, "I do recollect our distinguished visitor."
No more was said although with deep interest the boys watched the approach
of the two men, wondering all the time what the coming of the white man
implied.
Their curiosity was still further increased when Zeke without waiting for
the men to enter the camp met them thirty feet away and at once entered
into a low and earnest conversation.
"What's the meaning of all this?" demanded Fred again. "I don't see what
that fellow is doing back here and I don't understand why Zeke appears to
be so friendly with him. You don't suppose," he added cautiously, "that
the guide has decided to go in with the other fellows, do you?"
"Don't you remember what Zeke told you a good many times?" spoke up Grant
sharply. "He said that children should be seen and not heard."
Fred's face was expressive of his anger, but he wisely did not respond to
the suggestion of his friend.
It was not long before Zeke and the two newcomers entered the camp where
breakfast was hastily prepared for the Indian and his companion.
"Zeke," spoke up John, "we don't understand what's going on. What does all
this mean?"
"What does all what mean?" retorted Zeke blankly.
"You know just as well as I do. What is this man doing here in our camp
again?"
"You'll have to ask him."
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