He is the traitor, and he doesn't like the
master, Ted Strong."
"How do you know that?"
"From what he has said to me. He is the bad man."
"But tell me all about it. I didn't know that he had talked to you,
even. Why did you not tell me this before?"
"The white man threatened to kill me if I told."
"Now you must tell me all."
"We will sit down here, for there is much to tell."
Singing Bird took a seat upon a fallen tree, and Stella sat down beside
her.
"Proceed," said Stella, "and leave nothing out."
"When he first came to the camp, I wished he would not stay," began
Singing Bird, "but every one seemed to think he was the good man, and
who am I to say anything against the wishes of my friends who saved my
life and made me a home?"
"Did you know him then?"
"Yes. I have seen him at the white soldiers' fort. He is the friend of
Running Bear. He is a bad man, who steals other men's cattle."
"But he brought ours back to us."
"That was a trick to get into your camp. He is as cunning as a bad
Indian. One day he came to me when no one was about, and told me that he
had seen my husband, Running Bear, and that I must go back to him. I was
frightened, but told him I would not do so. Then he begged me to tell
him the secret I have. I told him I could not do it.
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