[Forward, March by Kirk Munroe]@TWC D-Link bookForward, March CHAPTER XVII 4/9
It must have been an hour before the horses began to give signs of great uneasiness, and then one of them fell.
I suppose he must have killed it." "Yes," said Ridge, "I reckon he did, since it now lies dead, and bleeding from a stab behind the left fore-shoulder." "I imagined something of the kind," continued the other, "but still thought it safer for both of us not to disturb you.
So I waited, more keenly alert than before, but heard nothing, until I saw him slowly rise and stand beside my hammock.
The blow that he dealt it would have cut me in two had I still occupied it; and, with this discovery of his design, I fired three shots, one of which, I think, must have hit him. At any rate, he uttered a great cry and staggered away." "After that," said Ridge, "he must have tried to escape on my horse, which probably flung him over her head and broke his neck.
Didn't you, old girl ?" Had Senorita possessed the power of speech, she would certainly have answered "Yes," for that was exactly what had happened. "At any rate," continued the young trooper, with a sigh of relief, "I am mighty glad my neglect of duty did not result more seriously.
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