Not the one accompanying him and his marauders on their march, as is the wont of these predatory birds.

But another quite separate gang, seen at a distance behind, apparently above the path along which he and his freebooters had lately passed.
As the Comanche well knows, a sign too significant to be treated lightly or with negligence.

And so, too, his second in command.

Therefore have they climbed the cliff to obtain a better view of the birds--those flying afar--and, if possible, draw a correct conclusion as to the cause of their being there.
On reaching the summit they again see them, though so far off as to be barely visible--black specks against the blue canopy of the sky.

Still near enough to show a large number circling about over some object that appears stationary.
This last observation seems satisfactory to the Tenawa chief, who, turning to his fellow-freebooter, shouts out,-- "Nothing to fear.