"How many?"
"I only saw four, but I reckon there are more back. Bruno had hardly given a warning of danger ahead when these four came around a bend in the road at full gallop. They seemed surprised at seeing us, and after firing one volley wheeled their horses and went tearing back. The boys were eager to pursue, but I held them back, fearing an ambuscade."
"You did right, Harry. We have a wary foe to contend with, up to all sorts of tricks. We can't be too careful."
Leaving the troop in charge of Dan, Lawrence rode forward with Harry to where the advance had halted.
"Seen anyone since I left?" asked Harry.
"No, but that dog of yours acts mighty queer."
"Plenty of rebs around then? Hello! There's a couple."
Two horsemen had appeared around the bend. When they noticed they had been discovered they halted and one of them, who was on a magnificent gray horse, raised a field glass to his eyes.
"Don't fire, boys, the distance is too great and I want to look at them," said Lawrence.
Lawrence took a look through his glasses and after a moment exclaimed, "Jerry Alcorn, as I live, on that gray horse. The one with him is a young fellow. Well, we have found the game we came after."