So they hastened their own pursuit and very soon came to a thicket in which the two redoubtable scouts had passed the night.

The trail leading from it was comparatively fresh and Tayoga was hopeful that they might overtake them before the next sunset.
"They do not hurry," he said.

"The Great Bear has been telling Black Rifle of us, and now and then it was their thought to go back into the west to make another hunt for us.

My certainty about it is based on nothing in the trail.

It is just mind once more.