On the Trail of Geronimo — page 224: what you’re looking at

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212 ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. “Tt’s gone,” he remarked, as he came back to his original posture. “What was it?” asked Dick. “The sounds were quite distinct, but they grew fainter, and can be heard no longer.” “ Did you suspect the cause ?” “They were made by the hoofs of horses. The Apaches must have started in pursuit of Walt, and it will be no easy task for him to escape them.” “Tf he catches his own animal soon enough he will do so, for there is no fleeter steed in the country.” “Tt all depends on Walt overhauling his pony in time; when the two got fairly out in the moon- light, where the horse can recognize his master, he will allow himself to be taken.”’ From this it will be seen that Josh Joggens struck the truth with remarkable exactness, though even he could hardly have forecast the termina- tion of the strange flight and pursuit. Any one overhearing the remarks made by the four men would have supposed there was little concern or sympathy for the peril of the rash Irishman; but every one was anxious, and could econniclaoalks (C(O) im