Johnny surprised Charlie Paul on the following day by telling him that they were going to Standing Rock.
“Me still dead man,” the boy said in answer to the question in the Indian’s eyes. “We stop this side the Rock. Nobody there know I be in your camp. Mebbe so, come night time, we go into town, play ghost, mebbe scare some man, eh?”
Charlie grinned and shook his head. “Ah, nah,” he said, “me no ghost.”
“I be the ghost, Charlie,” Johnny told him. “Gallup paid Tony to git me. I’m goin’ to play dead now. You go down and git the horses. I be ready pretty quick.”
This talk of ghosts was “bad medicine” in Charlie’s eyes, but he agreed, nevertheless, to do as the boy ordered.
The two traveled far from any road, and so slow was their progress that night found them still some miles from town.
