“See what?”
“Those Indians.”
“No. Where?” said Cyril.
“On both sides, among the trees. They are watching us. What ought we to do?”
“Rearguard closes up on the main body,” said John Manning quickly. “Single file, and at the double. Now, sir, you head the advance. March.”
Cyril sprang forward to overtake the colonel, looking down as he trotted forward in search of trampled-down grass and broken twigs; but from the first he saw nothing, neither could he hear a sound, and after some minutes’ progress, he pulled up short, and breathing hard.
“We had better spread out now,” he said, “or we shall overlook him.”
“Didn’t you see which way he went?” said John Manning.
“Out this way somewhere,” said Perry. “He can’t be far away.”
“Enemy closing in,” said the old soldier in a low voice. “Forward, my lads. We must find him now.”