There's not much for you."

"He'll have to wash his own dishes," announced Ned. "No washing
dishes for a lazy Indian. No, not for me."

"Yes, he will have to do that," agreed the Professor. "Come back
here, Eagle-eye."

The boys did not know at the moment what the Professor had in mind.

"Two of our ponies got away last night, Eagle-eye."

The Indian nodded, but without exhibiting any surprise.

"Did you know it?"

"Me know."

"How?" demanded the Professor, with unfeigned surprise.

"Me see um tracks. Me see um ropes there."

"Well, you have got some sense after all,"' retorted the Professor.
"How do you suppose they got away?"

"No get away."

"What's that? What do you mean?" asked Ned sharply.

"No get away."