ROLLO IN CUBA The sound of voices and of men crashing through the underbrush as they advanced up the hill from all sides was distinctly heard, and Ridge realized, with dismay, how completely he was surrounded.

It did not seem possible that he could escape, but he mechanically obeyed his friend's instructions, and, diving into a dense thicket, lay flat on the ground beneath its leafy shelter.
At that same moment Navarro raised a great shout of "Here he is! There he goes! Look out for him!" He also fired several shots in rapid succession; and one of these wounding the horse that Ridge had ridden, sent it crashing in terrified flight directly towards the Spanish troops in the ravine.

After the flying animal sprang the lieutenant, firing as he ran, and yelling to those on the hill to follow him.
With savage cries, and as eagerly as hounds in sight of a fox, the Spaniards gave over their careful beating of every covert, and rushed from all sides towards the scene of disturbance.

Several of them passed so close to Ridge that he could have touched them, but in their blind haste they failed to notice him.

In another moment they had swept over the crest of the hill and were plunging down its farther side.