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"Did he know that timber-thieves had been helping themselves to trees?" questioned Elfreda. "No. Willy told him. Willy saw the chief first and the deal really was made before I even saw the old fellow. Well, we smoked a pipe of peace together and he didn't say a word for a whole hour after I was introduced. Finally he grunted: "'You Big Friend Willy Horse. Big Friend me, too. What you give?
You fix gates so dam fill up. You know." "That's so." Hippy ran down to the river to listen, still doubting Willy's assertion that the timber-thieves' dam had burst out. The Indian had followed and stood silently beside his listening companion, his own ears listening to the distant murmur. Willy, however, did not need to listen. He knew!
Little by little the eager questionings of the youth extracted a full statement of the situation. He learned of the timber-thieves up the river, of their present operations; and their probable plans; of the valuable pine lying still unclaimed; of Thorpe's stealthy raid into the enemy's country. It looked big to him, epic!
Listen! What you hear?" "It sounds like wind in the tops of the trees," answered Hippy after a moment of listening. "No wind. Willy know." "What is it, then?" "Water! Dam up-river go out. Water come down! Mebby logs come down, too!" "What! The dam built by the timber-thieves? It isn't possible. There is not enough water in the dam to cause the roar I hear." "Plenty water.
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