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“My mudder no give me up to Big Thunder. My fadder he do that. Me stay in hills till me git good chance, kill Big Thunder.”

“No, no, Wah-coo-tah,” said the scout earnestly, “you must not do that.”

“Me no like um. Him try kill Wah-coo-tah.”

“Well, even at that, you don’t want the Ponca’s blood upon your hands. Why are you afraid to show yourself here in this camp?”

“Mebbyso my fadder see me.”

“Is your father in Sun Dance?”

“Him Fire-hand, Cap’n Lawless.”

This was a big surprise for Buffalo Bill. He began now to understand why Wah-coo-tah was so much more comely than the usual Indian girl. Her father was an American, her mother a Cheyenne.

And it was the girl’s father who had sold her, for five ponies, to Big Thunder! That proved to Buffalo Bill, more than anything he had yet heard against Lawless, what a thorough scoundrel the man was.

“I will protect you against Lawless, Wah-coo-tah,” said the scout.

“Him got plenty Yellow Eyes to help um,” returned the girl.

“Well, he hasn’t reached the camp yet. I have been told he won’t be here until to-morrow, or next day.”