END OF THE SEARCH.
Like a cat, Frank alighted on his feet, and he was ready for anything the moment he struck the ground.
There was no longer any fighting beneath the tree. The struggling mass had melted to two dark figures, one of which was stretched on the ground, while the other bent over it.
Frank sprang forward and caught the kneeling one by the shoulder.
"What has become of her?" he demanded, fiercely.
The man looked up, astonished.
It was Colonel La Salle Vallier!
"Yo', sah?" he exclaimed.
"You?" cried Frank.
Then the boy recovered, again demanding: