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“Take this, Buffler,” he whispered, “an’ purtend ye’re goin’ ter rub thet stuff on Bear Paw’s off hind leg. Thet gal, Wah-coo-tah, is chuck full o’ important news o’ some kind, but she wouldn’t say er word ter me, ’ceptin’ I was ter send Pa-e-has-ka ter see her.”

Buffalo Bill took the bottle of liniment and left the room. Out in front he halted for a word with Spangler.

“My horse strained a tendon coming from Sill,” said he, showing the bottle, “and I’ve got to take care of him.”

“I got a Mexican that kin do it fer ye, Buffalo Bill,” said Spangler.

“I never let any one take care of Bear Paw but myself,” the scout answered, as he started for the stable.

So far as the scout could discover he was not watched by any one. The camp, as usual during the day, was quiet, and he could not see any one in the vicinity of the hotel.

When he got into the stable he stood for a moment looking around. Wah-coo-tah was not in evidence, and he turned to go out again. Before he could leave, however, the low, musical voice of the girl floated to his ear: