earth in which they dig and house, but the Dine smelled of himself and
the smoke of sagebrush. Tse-tse's hand was on the back of my neck.
'Wait,' he said; 'one Dine has not two blankets.' We could see them
lying in a little heap not far from the camp. Presently in the dusk
another man came up the canon from the direction of the river and
joined him.

"We cast back and forth between Dripping Spring and the mouth of the
Ty-uonyi most of the night, but no more Dine showed themselves. At
sunrise Willow-in-the-Wind met us coming up the Rito.

"'Feed farther up,' Tse-tse told her; 'the Dine are abroad.'

"Her face changed, but she did not squeal as the other women did when
they heard it. Therefore I respected her. That was the way it was with
me. Every face I searched, to see if there was fear in it, and if there
was none I myself was a little afraid; but where there was fear the back
of my neck bristled. I know that the hair rose on it when we came to
tell our story to the Council. That was when Kokomo was called; he came
rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, pretending that Tse-tse had made a
tale out of nothing.

"'We have a treaty with the Dine,' he said. 'Besides, I was out
rehearsing with the Koshare last night toward Shut Canon; if there had
been Dine _I_ should have seen them.'

"It was then that I was aware of Tse-tse's hand creeping along my
shoulders to hide the bristling.

"'He is afraid,' said Tse-tse to me in the cave; 'you saw it. Yet he is