"Yes; but where are you going to find in the desert the trail of a man like Marksman? Who knows where he is at this moment? He may be within gunshot of us, or five hundred miles off."
"It is enough to drive me mad."
"The fact is, that the position is grave. Are you, at least, sure this time that you are not mistaken, but are in the right trail?"
"I cannot say with certainty, though everything leads me to suppose that I am not mistaken. However, I shall soon know what I have to depend on."
"Besides, it is the same trail we have followed ever since leaving Monterey; the chances are it is they."
"What do we resolve on?"
"Hang it! I do not know what to say!"
"On my word, you are a most heart breaking fellow! What! cannot you suggest any way?"
"I must have a certainty, and then, as you said yourself, it would be madness for us thus to try a sudden attack."
"You are right. I will return to the camp; tomorrow night we will meet again, and I shall be very unlucky if this time I do not discover what it is so important for us all to know. Do you, in the meanwhile, ransack the prairie in every direction, and, if possible, bring me news of Marksman."