launched her light canoe, and was soon skimming out over the water of
the big lake. She generally took an Indian girl, or Sconda with her.
But now she wished to be alone, that she might think as she drifted or
paddled.

For over an hour she remained on the water, and when she returned,
Sconda was waiting for her on the shore. Her face brightened as she
saw him, and she at once questioned him about her rescuer.

"Did you see him?" she asked.

"Ah, ah. Sconda see white man."

"And did he see you?"

"Ah, ah."

"Oh! Did he stay long at Deep Gulch?"

A shake of the head was the native's only response.

"Did he seem surprised when he found that the grizzly was gone?" Glen
asked. "Did he look up Crooked Trail as if expecting to see someone
there?"

"White man act queer," the Indian explained. "He stay on big hill
watching trail. He saw Sconda once."

"What did he do?"