By and by none was to be seen.

He had passed the outer boundary of those that were left, and was now tramping over the section from which they had been stampeded or driven by the rustlers.
He dropped to the ground again.

But it was only to use the earth as a medium of hearing.

The multitudinous trampings became distinct once more.

The cattle were running, proof that the thieves were pressing them hard and were in fear of pursuit.
Leaping up again, the rancher peered backward in the moonlight.
Something took shape, and he identified the figure of a man approaching.