"Change 'em," said Jack. "We'll wait for you."
Jean Paul rode after the horses, and Jack sent Davy back to the cache
for the half-breed's tent.
"Wouldn't it be better if we didn't let him see we were suspicious,"
Mary suggested.
"He'll give us the slip again, if I don't watch him."
She shook her head decisively. "Not now. He'll never let us talk to
the Sapis without his being there."