The boys grasped the idea with enthusiasm.
"Come along!" cried George. "I don't believe we'll have to go very far anyway. Those fellows were so close behind that maybe they've caught him by this time."
There was a hurried mounting of their horses, and the boys set out in the direction taken by the fugitive and his pursuers.
But as they approached the swell in the prairie that amounted almost to a ridge, George counseled prudence.
"Perhaps we'd better get off the horses here and creep to the top of the ridge and look over," he said. "We don't know what those fellows might think about our butting in and we'd better keep out of sight as far as we can."
They followed his suggestion, climbed on foot to the top of the ridge and looked over.
The sight that met their eyes was fully as thrilling as the chase itself had been.
THE SIGHT THAT MET THEIR EYES WAS THRILLING.