Its work was done.

Strong in the faith of the wilderness, he believed and always believed.
He crouched a few moments on a ledge and looked back.

Tandakora and his men had not yet come in sight, nor could he hear them.

Doubtless they had lost his trail, when he leaped from one stone to another, and were now looking for it.

His time to hide, if he were to have one, was at hand, and he meant to make the most of the chance.