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Chapter 28

           Hesawmeincompanywith—Canitbethat?MonDieu!iffathershouldhearit—"

           "‘TheComanchesonthewartrail’—sowritesthemajor."

           "Oh,that’sall!"saidLouise,involuntarilygivingvoicetothephrase,asifthenewshadnothingsoveryfearfulinit."Youfrightenedus,sir.Ithoughtitwassomethingworse."

           "Worse!Whattrifling,child,totalkso!Thereisnothingworse,inTexas,thanComanchesonthewartrail—nothinghalfsodangerous."

           Louisemighthavethoughttherewas—adangeratleastasdifficulttobeavoided.Perhapsshewasreflectinguponapursuitofwildsteeds—orthinkingofthetrailofalazo.

           Shemadenoreply.Calhouncontinuedtheconversation.

           "IsthemajorsureoftheIndiansbeingup?Whatdoeshesay,uncle?"

           "Thattherehavebeenrumoursofitforsomedayspast,thoughnotreliable.Nowitiscertain.LastnightWildCat,theSeminolechief,cametotheFortwithapartyofhistribe;bringingthenewsthatthepaintedpolehasbeenerectedinthecampsoftheComanchesalloverTexas,andthatthewardancehasbeengoingonformorethanamonth.Thatseveralpartiesarealreadyoutuponthemaraud,andmaybelookedforamongthesettlementsatanymoment."

           "AndWildCathimself—whatofhim?"askedLouise,anunpleasantreminiscencesuggestingtheinquiry."IsthatrenegadeIndiantobetrusted,whoappearstobeasmuchanenemytothewhitesastothepeopleofhisownrace?"

           "Quitetrue,mydaughter.

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