He greeted no one, but sat easily across his saddle, holding the reins
of both horses in his left hand, his jaws working slowly, his evil,
little eyes wandering with sardonic interest over the people and
belongings at headquarters. Ware nodded to him. The man's eyes half
closed and for an instant the motion of his jaw quickened. Otherwise he
made no sign.
Oldham drew Bob one side.
"I want to talk to you where we won't be interrupted," he requested.
"Talk on," said Bob, seating himself on a log. "The open is as good a
place as another; you can see your eavesdroppers there."
Oldham considered this a moment, then nodded his head, and took his
place by the young man's side.
"It's about those Modoc lands," said he.
"I suppose so," said Bob.
"Mr. Baker tells me you fully intend to prosecute a suit for their
recovery."
"I believe the Government intends to do so. I am, of course, only the
agent of the Government in this or any other matter."
"In other words, you have received orders to proceed?"
"I would hardly be acting without them, would I?"
"Of course; I see. Mr. Baker is sometimes hasty.
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