anxious. Only I can"t help havin" my ears open, and I"ve heard some talk among the lads that makes me fear for the young man. They say, or hint, that he knows more about the murder o" poor Perrin than he chooses to tell. I"ve not been quite able to find out what makes them suspect him, but they do suspect him, an" it would be well to warn him not to come here, for you know there are many opportunities to commit murder on a buffalo-hunt!"
The incident of the knife, and of Duncan McKay"s significant glance, at once flashed across Davidson"s mind, and he felt a terrible sinking of the heart when the suspicion, once before roused within him, seemed now to be confirmed. He resolved, however, to reveal his thoughts to no one--specially not to Elspie.
"I think it a shame," he said, "that men should allow such rumours to circulate, when nothing certain has arisen to rouse suspicion. That affair of the knife was clearly explained when young McKay declared that it was not his, though it looked like it. If he knew anything about the murder, would he not have been certain to have told us long ago? And, surely, you cannot suppose that Duncan killed Perrin with his own hand?
Speak, Dechamp! Why do you shake your head?"
"I know nothing," returned the leader. "What right have I to suppose anything? I only know that men"s deeds are often mysterious and unaccountable, and that our men have strong suspicion. For myself, I have no opinion. Duncan McKay is probably innocent, for he and Perrin were not enemies. I hope he is so, but I advise you to stop his coming to the camp just now if you can. His life may depend on it."
"I cannot stop him," returned Dan, with a perplexed look. "He is headstrong, as you know, and if he has made up his mind to come, nothing will stop him."
"Perhaps if he knew his life would be in danger--that might stop him."
"I doubt it; but I will give him the chance. I will ride back to Red River without delay, and warn him."
"Good. When will you start?"
"To-night. The moon is clear and will not set till morning. I shall be well on my way by that time."
"Will you ride alone?"
"No, there may be bad Indians about. I will ask Okematan or Fergus McKay to ride with me. Why did you not speak to Fergus instead of to me?"
"Because he has not been spoken to by any one," answered Dechamp; "and I would not be the first to put suspicion into his head about his own brother. Besides, your head is clearer; and your interest in Duncan, for Elspie"s sake, is greater than his, no doubt."
"Well, you may be right, Antoine. At all events if I take Fergus with me I shall send him back before reaching the Settlement, and say nothing whatever about my reason for going there. `Pressing business," you know, will be sufficient."
"I"m not so sure of that," returned Dechamp with a laugh. "Men are apt to want to know the nature of `pressing business." However, it may be as well to take Fergus. At any rate you cannot have Okematan, for he is not in camp, he left soon after we pitched, and I know has not yet returned."
"It matters not. Fergus will do better. He is more companionable."
Returning to camp, Dan Davidson made the proposal to Fergus McKay. That worthy was, as he said, ready for anything, and the two were soon mounted. They were also well armed, for the risk of meeting a party of hostile Indians was not altogether out of the question, though improbable. Each horseman carried his blanket and provision wallet, his gun, a long knife almost equal to an ancient Roman sword, and a cavalry pistol--revolvers not having been invented at that time: at least they had not come into general use. Thus provided for all contingencies, they set forth.
As we have said, the night was clear and fine, so that the plains were open to view in all directions, save where a few scattered clumps of willows and small trees grew like islets in the ocean.
"It iss this that I like better than farming," said Fergus, as the fresh horses carried them swiftly and lightly over the prairie waves, and down into the gra.s.sy hollows, now swerving to avoid a badger-hole, or clearing a small shrub with a little bound. "I do think that man wa.s.s intended to live in the wilderness, an" not to coop himself up in the cities like rabbits in their holes."
"Why, Fergus, you should have been born a savage," said Dan.
"Ay, it iss savitch I am that I wa.s.s not born a savitch," returned Fergus with a grim smile. "What in all the world iss the use of ceevilisation if it will not make people happy? A man wants nothing more than a goot supper an" a goot bed, an" a goot shelter over him, an"
it is a not five hunderd pound a year that we will want to buy that-- whatever."
"But surely man wants a little more than that, Fergus. He wants breakfast and dinner usually, as well as supper, and a few comforts besides, such as tea and sugar--at least the women do--besides pipes an"
baccy--to say nothing of books."
"Oo ay, I will not be denyin" that. But we"ve no need for wan half the luxuries o" ceevilisation. An" ye know ferry weel, Tan, that my sister Elspie would be content to live wi" you in a ferry small hoose, and the bare necessaries of life, but here you are forced to put off the merritch because our hooses wa.s.s burnt, and you are obleeged to wait till you get a sort o" palace built, I suppose, and a grand farm set a-goin"."
"Indeed, Fergus, you touch me on a sore point there, but with all your scorn of luxury, I"m sure you"d be the last man to let his sister marry a fellow who could take her only to a hut or a wigwam."
"You are right, Tan. Yet I hev spent many a comfortable night in a hut an" a wigwam since I came to Red River. I wish the place wa.s.s more peaceable."
"It will never be more peaceable as long as there are two rival companies fighting for the furs," said Davidson; "but there"s worse than that goin" on, for some of the Indians, it seems, are mad at the agreement made between them and Lord Selkirk."
"Wow! that iss a peety. Where heard ye that?"
"I heard it from La Certe, whose wife Slowfoot, you know, is a Cree Indian. It seems that the Crees have always claimed Red River as their lands; but when Lord Selkirk came to make a treaty with the natives he found some Saulteaux livin" on the soil, an" his lordship, in ignorance, gave them an interest in the treaty, though they were mere visitors--an"
indeed don"t even claim to be owners of the soil--their lands lying far to the east of Red River."
"Well," continued Dan, guiding his horse carefully down the next hollow, for the moon had gone behind a cloud just then, "when the Crees found out what had been done, they were naturally very angry--an" I don"t wonder--an" they threaten now to expel the Saulteaux from Red River altogether, an" the white men along wi" them, unless the names of the Saulteaux chiefs are wiped out o" the contract, an" the annual payment made to the Crees alone."
"That iss bad, Taniel, ferry bad," said Fergus, as they reached the bottom of the hollow and began to ascend the succeeding undulation, "an"
I am all the more sorry to hear it because our goot frund Okematan is a Cree."
"Ay, Fergus, he is a great chief of the Crees, and a man of considerable influence among his people. I should not like to have him for an enemy."
"Stop!" said Fergus in a whisper at that moment, laying his hand on Davidson"s arm.
Dan drew rein at once and looked at his friend, but could not clearly see his face, for the moon was still behind thick drifting clouds.
They had just risen high enough on the prairie wave, which they had been ascending, to be able to see over it, and Dan could perceive by the outstretched neck of his companion that he was gazing intently at something directly in front.
"What do you see, Fergus?" he asked in a low voice.
"Do you see nothin", Taniel?" was the Highlander"s reply.
"Why, yes. I see the plains stretching away to the horizon--an" dark enough they are, too, at this moment. I also see a few small clumps that look like bushes here an" there."
"Don"t you see the clump that"s nearest to you--right foment your nose?"
said the other.
"Of course I do," and he stopped abruptly, for at that moment he saw a spark in the clump referred to--a spark so small that it might have been taken for a glow-worm, had such a creature existed there.
"Savitches!" whispered the Highlander. "Let"s get into the hollow as fast as we can."
This retrograde movement was soon effected, and the friends dismounted.
"Now, Fergus, what"s the best thing to be done?"
"I will be leavin" that to you, Taniel, for you"ve a clearer head than mine."
"We dare not ride forward," said Dan, as if communing with himself, "an"
it would be foolish to make a long detour to escape from something until we know there is something worth escaping from. My notion is that we hobble or picket our horses here, and go cautiously forward on foot to see what it is."
"You"ll be doin" what ye think best, Captain Taniel, an" you will find that private Fergus will back you up--whatever."
This being settled, the two men picketed their steeds in the hollow, fastened their guns to the saddles, as being too c.u.mbrous for a creeping advance, and, armed only with their long knives and pistols, reascended the prairie wave. With feet clothed in soft moccasin, and practised by that time in the art of stealthy tread, they moved towards the summit noiseless as ghosts.
On gaining the ridge they sank slowly down into the tall gra.s.s and disappeared.
After a prolonged and somewhat painful creep on hands and knees the two men reached the edge of the clump of bushes already referred to.