There were some signs of a struggle, and a few traces of foot-steps, but the trail was gone before they had followed it a dozen yards." "We have lost a good man," said Alvarez, "a matchless spy and trailer, but it cannot be helped.

I suppose it was a quarrel with some savage like himself.

I would investigate the matter, but we have not time now.

Come, Luiz, we will take out the prisoners, and then to the boats." He led the way across the grass to the log house,--two sentinels, again it was Carlos and Juan--walked up and down in front of it--and the Spanish captain was pleased at their vigilance.

He gave them a very good morning as they saluted respectfully.
"Unlock the door, Luiz," he said.