“Nothing is more likely; we must not forget to prepare for them, for they may be close at hand.”
“What do you suggest?”
“I will walk far enough in advance to give warning. When I see or hear aught of them, I will whistle like this.”
He illustrated and added:
“When that falls upon your ears, you will make haste to turn off into the wood.”
“But there are many places where we cannot turn off, without taking a plunge down a precipice.”
“Then run back till you find one.”
Martella now strode down the path, which was so deeply shadowed that he quickly slipped from view.
“With your permission, Major, I will follow next, keeping a short way in advance of the Señorita and the horse. You may take the front or rear, as you think best.”
“I will keep at the bridle. I cannot see that danger threatens from the Castle, and surely we are well guarded in front.”