A few rods on and they found themselves on the edge of the timber, and in full view of the Indian village.
The Wolf Demon was not to be seen!
The scouts then guessed the reason why the sounds of the Wolf Demon’s tread had ceased so suddenly. The Demon had entered the village in search of prey.
The path that the two had followed entered the village close by the river’s bank.
It was plain to Boone that the Wolf Demon had selected the same road into the Indian village that he, Boone, had taken in escaping from it.
“We’re treed,” said Boone, as they reached the edge of the timber and perceived that they could proceed no further in their pursuit without danger of their being discovered by the red-skins.
“A full stop hyer,” said Boone, thoughtfully.
“Yes, it ’pears like it,” Kenton replied.
“S’pose we wait hyer for the varmint? Ef he went into the village this way, it’s likely that he’ll come out the same path.”
“That’s true.”