"Have you, Tanneur?" the Duke asked.
"I've got a revolver," said Hal meekly.
"Good; you, at least, have a glimmering of intelligence—do you see 'em, Hank."
The American shook his head.
"There's a ridge running parallel with us," he said, pointing away to the left. "I guess they are keeping up level, we'll see 'em soon."
The girl looked at the deserted ridge and her heart beat faster.
The Duke turned in his saddle and beckoned the guide.
"Did you know where you were taking these people?" he asked.
"By God and the prophet——!" the man protested.
"You didn't know Valentini was holding these hills, eh?"