In front of the Indian was a precipice, over which he peered at intervals, his keen eyes searching the valley below.
Finally he stirred quickly, sat up and turned with the rifle in his hands.
A man was approaching, but the moment this man appeared plainly in view Red Ben put down the rifle.
Del Norte came hurriedly forward.
"Have you seen anything of pursuers?" he anxiously questioned.
The redskin nodded.
"They near," he answered.
"You have seen them?"
"Yes."