One thing is certain, we have got to get off this trail.

If we can lead the horses up stream a way and then circle back it would keep those fellows guessing for a while.

Come here and see what you think of the chance." He was not to exceed two yards away from me, but came shuffling uncertainly forward, feeling gingerly for footing in the blackness along the rock-strewn bank.

His outstretched hand touched me, startling us both, before we were aware of our close proximity.
"Hell, but I'm as blind as a bat," he laughed.

"Is this the crick?
How wide is it ?" "I just waded across; about five yards and not more than two feet deep." "Maybe it's blocked up above." "Of course, it might be, but it seems like a chance worth taking.