After a moment's silence he opened the conversation with the abrupt
interrogatory, "What do you know of me?"
"Your name and calling; nothing more."
"More than is guessed at here;" and he pointed significantly to the
door. "Who told you thus much of me?"
"A friend, whom you saw at Santa Fe."
"Ah! Saint Vrain; a brave, bold man. I met him once in Chihuahua. Did
he tell you no more of me than this?"
"No. He promised to enter into particulars concerning you, but the
subject was forgotten, the caravan moved on, and we were separated."
"You heard, then, that I was Seguin the Scalp-hunter? That I was
employed by the citizens of El Paso to hunt the Apache and Navajo, and
that I was paid a stated sum for every Indian scalp I could hang upon
their gates? You heard all this?"
"I did."
"It is true."