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Updated: June 20, 2025
He jumped at the idea. Of course: why not? Scores of men had made discoveries of gold, silver, and other valuable metals, and the result had been fortune. Why should not he do something of the kind? He mentioned the idea to young Bartholomew Woodlaw, who jumped at the prospect, but looked grave directly after. "I should like it, Mr Lascelles," he said, "but there is Maude."
Bart Woodlaw remained motionless for a few moments, and then, as he more fully realised his duties, he walked slowly to where the horses were tethered, patted each in turn, the gentle animals responding with a low sigh as they pressed their heads closely to the caressing hand.
These few lines, then, will place the reader au courant, as the French say, with the reason of the discussion at the beginning of the last chapter, and show him as well why it was that Dr Lascelles, Bart Woodlaw, and Maud Lascelles were out there in the desert with such rough companions. This being then the case, we will at once proceed to deal with their adventurous career.
"If one of ours hears that," muttered Joses, "he'll answer, and the Indians will be down upon us before we know where we are." Bart Woodlaw had not been keeping his renewed watch long before he heard a step behind him, and, turning sharply, found himself face to face with Dr Lascelles. "Well, my boy," he said, "is all right?" "I think so, sir. Did you hear anything?"
The position was so new, and it was so startling to be out there in the wilds alone as it were for the others were asleep and then to turn round suddenly and become aware of the fact that a tall dark figure was standing where there was nothing only a few minutes before, that in spite of a strong effort to master himself, Bart Woodlaw felt alarmed in no slight degree.
From time to time he examined the tethering of the horses, and glanced inside the tent to stand and listen to the regular low breathing of his child, and then walk to where, rolled in his blanket, Bart Woodlaw lay sleeping in full confidence that a good watch was being kept over the camp as he slept. Then the Doctor tried to pierce the gloom around.
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