I think, Ned, that we can lift a horse without great trouble or excessive danger.
We'll go over there about midnight." "And we'd better take our present horse with us," said Ned, "or other jaguars may come." They remained in their own valley until the appointed time, and then set out on a fairly dark night, each taking his turn at riding the horse.
They halted at the crest of a low hill, from which they saw the flash of camp fires.
"That's Cos and his army," said Obed.

"They're down there, sprawled all about the valley, and I imagine that by this time they're all asleep, including a majority of the sentinels, and that's our opportunity." They tethered their own horse and crept down the slope.

Soon they came to the edge of the woods and saw the camp fires more plainly.

All had burned low, but they made out the shapes of tents, and, nearer by, a dark mass which they concluded to be the horses belonging to the lancers and other cavalry.

They approached within a hundred yards, and saw no sentinels by the horses, although they were able to discern several moving figures farther on.
"Now, Ned," said Obed, "you stay here and I'll try to cut out a horse, the very best that I can find.