Two miles were traversed before Reuben was beside him.
"What do you mean, sir ?" he thundered out.
But the man pointed ahead.
"He has carried off Miss Ellison, sir, and has shot Brown dead.

I will tell you, afterwards.
"There, do you see, sir, over that brow there ?" At the moment, Reuben saw a figure on horseback rise against the skyline, fully two miles in front.
"Ride steadily, Smithson," he said.

"Keep me in view, and I will keep him.

We must overtake him in time, for his horse is carrying double.

I shall push on, for I am better mounted than you are; and he may try to double, and throw us off his traces.