We instantly waited on him and told him what we knew and suspected; and I showed him my map and warned him of the discrepancy between its marked places and the report of the Mohican Sagamore.

“Damnation!” he said. “Every map I have had lies in detail, misleading and delaying me when every hour empties our wagons of provisions. Were it not for your Indians, Mr. Loskiel, and that Sagamore in particular, we had missed half the game as it lies.”

He sat his saddle in silence for a while, looking at the unfinished log bridge and up at the bluffs opposite.

“I feel confident that Butler is there,” he said bluntly. “But what I wish to know is where this accursed Chinisee Castle stands. Boyd, take four men, move rapidly