They had no doubt been scouring the country generally, and the discovery was accidental.

For a short time we kept away from them, but this could not be for long, as our horse was carrying double.

I made for a sort of ruin I saw at the foot of a hill half a mile away.

I did so with no idea of the possibility of concealment.

My intention was simply to get my back to a rock and to sell my life as dearly as I could, keeping the last two barrels of the revolver for ourselves.