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The Injun can see four times as far as we can, they say, though I don't quite believe it." "It must be a clever Indian who could see farther than you can, Joses," said Bart quietly. "Oh, I don't know," said the other, with a quiet chuckle; "I can see pretty far when it's clear. Look out."
Unaided, he could do no more. Happily help was at hand. A man on a chestnut pony was standing on the turf not twenty yards away. "Give me a hand up, will you?" he panted. "That of a dog!" The young man approached. "By all means," he said, in a deep, familiar voice. It was Silver. Joses did not mind that. He was not at all above taking a hand from an enemy in an emergency.
The clouds had gathered during the night, and the thunder rolled in the distance, while vivid flashes of lightning illumined the plains, but no rain fell, and when morning broke, after the most painful time Bart had ever passed, he found the Doctor looking ghastly, his eyes bloodshot, his lips cracked, and that even hardy Joses was suffering to as great an extent.
He said no more, but walked straight to the little camp, while, pondering upon the intent manner in which his guardian seemed to give himself up to this dream of discovering silver, Bart began to make a circuit of the camp, finding to his satisfaction that the Beaver had posted four men as sentinels, Joses telling his young leader afterwards when he lay down that the chief had refused to allow either of the white men to go on duty that night.
They're under me, they are, and I'm answerable to the master. But there, don't say no more; it makes me mad, Master Bart. Go back now, and let them sleep it out. I'm glad I moved that powder." "So am I, Joses," said Bart; and after a few more, words he returned to the little camp, to find the two offenders fast asleep.
"Master Bart, brave young chief," was all the Indian said; and then he sat silently gazing out over the plain, while no sooner were the cattle released than they set off lowing towards the pastures at a long lumbering gallop, Joses and his followers having hard work to keep up with them, for they needed no driving.
"Very little, sir; but perhaps Joses was right: he said he thought there must be a fire out there to make it stand out so clearly, and " "Well? speak, my boy! Be quick!" "Perhaps he was right, sir, for I cannot see the rock there at all." "Where is Joses? Why did he not go and see?" exclaimed the Doctor sharply. "He has been gone nearly an hour, sir, and I was expecting him back when you came."
The postmistress, unable to read the code-address, had asked for enlightenment. "Spavin," Joses said; and the secret was out. For all the world knew that Spavin was the code-address of the shady and successful trainer at Dewhurst on the Arunvale side of the Downs. "Who said Jaggers?" came a little voice at his elbow. The fat man turned to find the jockey close behind him.
"Jump off, Master Bart," cried Joses; "there's buffler in sight, and we don't want to scare 'em."
"Then I hope you will not have to send the notice, my lad," said the Doctor, "for I don't like fighting in the dark." As he spoke he handed the glass, and Bart returned to the gallery. "Are they still there?" he whispered. "Yes; Apache dogs," was the reply. "Good medicine." "They won't find it so," growled Joses, "if they come close up here, for my rifle has got to be hungry again.
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