It was but a moment, and then he was gone.

Dick waited a minute or two, and then ran in to tell the miners.

They uttered an exclamation of alarm.
"He went right on," Dick said.

"He didn't check the speed of his horse or glance my way." "That is no sign," Zeke said.

"The chances are that fellow has happened on our trail maybe a mile, maybe fifty, back and he has just been following it.