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Updated: June 11, 2025
Moreover, they seemed to have advanced rapidly, and Tish, who had read a book on signs of the trail, examined the hoofprints of their horses in a soft place beside a stream, and reported that they had been going at a lope. "Now, remember," she said as she prepared to mount again, "to all intents and purposes these are real bandits and to be treated accordingly.
At first the trail they were following was that of a horse that walked; but later it stretched out into the old long-strided gallop, and the pursuer read the tale of quirt and spur which had forced the change. Three hours out, thirty odd miles from the river as the rider calculated the distance, he came to the first break in the seemingly endless trail of hoofprints he was following.
They looked out on the river, but the mist hung over everything like a pall. "Dick, I am afraid something serious has happened," came from Tom, ominously. "Those screams weren't uttered for nothing." "Let us make a closer examination of the shore," answered the oldest Rover, and they did so. They found several hoofprints of horses, but that was all.
It was when he was riding slowly around the boulder marked "Palace Hotel, Rates Reasnible," that he came upon the place where a horse had stood, on the side best sheltered from the storm. Deep hoof marks closely overlapping, an over-turned stone here and there gave proof enough, and the rain-beaten soil that blurred the hoofprints farthest from the rock told him more.
Something had happened, for there had been a circling and chasing in and out, and the sod was cut deep with hoofprints. "No council nor ceremony, no open space for anything." Jondo would not even speak the word he was bound not to know. "They've divided, Jondo. Here goes the big crowd, and there a smaller one," Bill declared. "There were a lot of Dog Indians along for thieving. They've split here.
"Now we could be as hard to trail as that Wild Life truck was the other night." Jill groped as the car got into motion again. "You mean it was Oh!" "Most likely," agreed Lockley, "it was the thing that went out of the park and occupied Maplewood, flinging terror beams in all directions. Some of the truck's crew would have had footgear to make hoofprints. They committed a token burglary or two.
Riding together since they were on a plain trail and there was nothing to be gained by separating they climbed to the higher mesa, crossed the ridge of the three barren hills that none of them but Applehead had ever passed, and went on and on and on as the hoofprints led them, straight toward the reservation.
Come to think of it, Luck was not sure to the point of being able to take oath that it was so. He traced again where the hoofprints had been discovered near the stalled automobile, and signed that the six horses they believed to have belonged to the four who had taken two horses packed with food and blankets and the stolen money.
He untied and mounted the roan and circled the vicinity cautiously. Two hundred yards away, down the slope and on a small level place where the brush grew thick, he found where a horse had stood for hours. He looked at the hoofprints, turned back and rode down the schoolhouse trail again, following the tracks of the fagged black horse.
He was taking it for granted that Warfield and Hawkins would stop when it became too dark to follow the hoofprints, and without Jack to show them the way they would perforce remain where they were until daybreak. They would do that, he reasoned, if they were sincere in wanting to overtake Lorraine and in their ignorance that they were also following Al Woodruff.
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