It was, indeed, Moorooine, who had turned back to meet them.
“Both comin’—sure!” she said, hurriedly. “Moorooine’s ears have been open. She heard warriors talk. White Fox is prisoner at village. Evil Eye know where. Mus’ go there now, ’fore warriors suspect me. I will try for save White Fox till his brothers come to help me.”
Loud, fierce yells suddenly resounded through the dim aisles of the woods, from the direction of the lake. At the same moment the bounds of two men were heard close by.
“Friends most here,” added the girl. And as she dashed away, Scarred Eagle and Goodbrand sprung forward into their midst.
CHAPTER V.
THE GORGE DECOY.
“On to the gorge!” exclaimed Scarred Eagle, hurriedly. And forthwith, all were gliding back in that direction.
A few minutes brought them into the denser section of woods beside the opening. Here they halted and listened, but heard as yet no sound of pursuit.
Mace hurriedly explained what had taken place, together with the fact revealed by the Indian girl, that Brom was a prisoner.
“What!” said Scarred Eagle, hoarsely. “The boy took?” The revelation of Hulet’s treachery and death was as nothing to this.
“Thar’s no doubt on’t, Rhodan,” replied Mace. “He dud ’is arrant at the fort an’ got nabbed in the neighborhood of the village on his way back.”