With all possible speed, which meant with him walking only when he could not run, he traveled northwest.

If Miller had taken the direction Wetzel suspected, the trails of the two men would cross about ten miles from the Ohio.

But the hunter had not traversed more than a mile of the forest when the dog put his nose high in the air and growled.
Wetzel slowed down into a walk and moved cautiously onward, peering through the green aisles of the woods.

A few rods farther on Tige uttered another growl and put his nose to the ground.

He found a trail.