"I have explained already," replied the Indian. "This is no place for
white men. It belongs to the Indians, and the spirits of those who live
here do not love to have white men come. I have never heard of one who
tried to enter who did not have bad luck before long."
"Yes," laughed Fred, "but I have known people to have bad luck who never
heard of Thorn's Gulch."
"They may have bad luck without coming here," said Thomas Jefferson, "but
they are sure to have it if they do come."
"Why don't you go and help find your friend?" spoke up Zeke, addressing
the Navajo as he spoke.
"Kitoni will come."
"Do you think he will find John and Pete?" inquired Fred eagerly.
"He will find them," answered the Navajo. "It may take two days, it may
take more."
"Why I couldn't have been as many miles away as that," declared Fred.
"It's not the number of miles, it's the difficulty of finding the gulch
into which they have gone while they were looking for you."
"Do you think they separated?" asked Fred.
The Navajo nodded affirmatively, but did not speak.
"In course they separated," spoke up Zeke. "One looked for you and the
other stayed in camp so that you wouldn't be making any mistake when you
came back and passed the place.
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