He spurred forward, followed by Dave and Mr. Bellmore. The person in the grass heard them, and, leaping to his saddle, leaving the little blaze to grow, he was off at a gallop. But Dave and his two friends chased on after him.
"Looks like he was the very man we want," murmured Pocus Pete.
CHAPTER XXI
THE ESCAPE
"What about that fire?" asked Mr. Bellmore, as he galloped on beside Dave.
"I don't know," was the doubtful answer. "What do you say, Pete?"
"What's that?" called back the foreman, his eyes never leaving the dim figure that was racing on ahead.
"The fire he started," replied Dave. "Won't it eat back to the cattle?"
"It may. But they've got enough men to fight it now, and the plowed strip will stop almost any blaze. Come on, we want to get that skunk!"
"Do you think he set the big fire, Pete?"