"Yes."
"Now take a peep off there."
This time the hunter pointed exactly opposite, where almost precisely the same thing was visible.
"Now, I s'pose you understand how it all is? They've been keeping along with us all day, a little ahead, and all the time closing in a little. They've got things down to a dot, and mean bus'ness, you can bet."
"But are we anywhere near Hurricane Hill?"
"Yonder it is."
Several miles in advance, a dark, mound-like obstruction appeared against the sky. It was so far away that it was seen only indistinctly, but its character was evidently such as described by the hunter.
"Are you going for it?"
"We are."
And, suiting action to his words, they immediately broke into a gallop which was more rapid than before.