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In front of them and the Big Tree there was a space some three hundred feet wide, clear of trees or underbrush or rocks large enough to shield a man. "We will wait for them until they get out into the open," Mr. Conroyal said, pointing to this space.
Then the trail again entered the defiles of the mountains, where the going was rough and difficult and sometimes dangerous, on account of their not being able to see clearly in the dim light of the moon; but Mr. Conroyal kept pressing steadily and silently onward, and as steadily and as silently all the others followed. There was no talking, even after they had passed the danger zone.
"I certainly did," and Rex smiled grimly. "A minute later, and he would have got me, instead of my getting him. But, we must be getting ready for the return of Pedro," and his eyes glanced anxiously down the canyon. "Say," and Ham turned to Conroyal, "why can't we give them th' same kind of a s'prise they was a-calculatin' on givin' us?
"So do I," and Thure followed him. "Me, too," and, with a laugh, Mrs. Dickson took her stand by the side of the boys. And, with a cheer, all the others joined her. "Reckon that means, straight for Lot's Canyon. Lead on," and Mr. Conroyal turned to Dickson.
If Thure Conroyal and Bud Randolph had not heard the death-cry of that horse and had not turned aside to see what had caused those agonizing sounds, they would not have been delayed, by their contest with the grizzly, until the coming of the three men, nor have witnessed the attack on the miner; and, if they had not seen this attack on the miner and hurried to his rescue, they never would have heard the miner's marvelous tale, nor have secured the skin map; and, if they had not heard the miner's tale and secured the skin map But, I must let the story itself tell you all that resulted from these unexpected and seemingly unimportant happenings.
"But that other man? Where is that other man?" and Mr. Conroyal by this time all, even Mrs. Dickson, had made their way down the Big Tree looked anxiously around. Rex started and glanced quickly toward the wall of the canyon, directly under the opening to Crooked Arm Gulch; and then his face cleared. "I reckon that's him," and he pointed to a huddled heap that lay on the rocks.
Conroyal answered, "and that is to keep a guard over the prisoners, while the rest of us get the gold out; and then, when we've got the gold, to turn them loose in the mountains, without weapons or horses, and make for home as fast as we can. We've been considering the problem, while you were after the horses and camp supplies, and that is the conclusion that we have come to.
"The horses need a rest anyway." "Going to clean up soon?" Mr. Conroyal called to the men. "In about ten minutes," answered the shoveler. "And, I reckon, we can show some gold when we do. Won't you wait and see how it pans out?" he invited cordially. "Oh, do, please!" cried both the boys. "All right," assented Mr. Conroyal.
Conroyal turned to his blanket, followed by all the others, except Bud and Mr. Randolph, who were to act as guards during the remainder of the night. The next morning the camp was again thoroughly examined; but no clues to the identity of the intruder of the night before could be found, nor could they follow his trail beyond the spot where he had apparently stumbled over Pedro.
But I guess that queer look and the way he has of watching all of us comes from his being Mexican. Now," and she lowered her voice, "are you still planning to break camp sometime during the night and try to fool Ugger and his men, if they are trying to keep watch of us?" "Yes," replied Mr. Conroyal.
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