They waited, and then whistled several times, but there was no response, and then Cyril ran back to where the land was more open, but still there was no sign; and he was about to run forward again, and signal to the colonel to stop, when the missing man suddenly appeared with his piece at the trail, running hard, but keeping himself bent down, to avoid being seen.
“What’s the matter?” said Cyril, as the old soldier came up. “Seen a deer?”
“No, sir; I only had a suspicion.”
“What of?”
“Struck me that Master Diego would come after us to see which way we went.”
“Well?”
“Yes, I hung back to watch, and he’s half a mile behind, tracking us by our footmarks, with his head down, or else he’d have seen me.”
“Come on, and tell the colonel.”
They hurried forward, and joined Perry, waiting for them anxiously.
“At last,” he said excitedly. “Did you see?”