Not far behind him, he could perceive his own carriage, driven by a skeleton coachman, in full pursuit!
Skeleton heads were protruding from windows on each side of the coach, who waved their long arms and shook them in gestures of savage revenge.
“Pursued!” thought Blood; “and by this terrible band.”
He dug his spurs deeply into the flanks of his gallant steed, and fled like the wind.
But the Skeleton Band was slowly and surely gaining on him.
It was now a race for life or death!
CHAPTER XII.
WILDFIRE NED, TIM, AND RAMBLING BOB SET OUT UPON THEIR TRAVELS—STRANGE AND EXCITING ADVENTURES.
The first thing which Wildfire Ned did, when he left his uncle’s presence, and had publicly insulted Redgill, was to proceed to the stables, and saddle his own gallant mare “Starlight.”