“Once,” said the Sagamore, “he wore his hair in a ridge.”

“If the Eries learned that from the Nez Perces, why might not the Wyandottes also learn it?”

“He wears the Hawk.”

“Yes, I know it.”

“He saw the moccasin tracks in the sand at the other ford, Loskiel, and remained silent.”

“I know it.”

“And I believe, also, that he saw the canoe.”

“Then,” said I, “you mean that this Wyandotte is a traitor.”

“If he be a Wyandotte at all.”