"I will go with you."
"Hang it all! And so will I," said the general.
"Very good."
The four men set out, and only Don Pablo, Ellen, the Chief of the Coras, and Harry were left in the encampment. So soon as the footsteps of the hunters had died out in the distance, Ellen turned to Don Pablo.
"The time has arrived," she said.
The Mexican could not repress a nervous start.
"You wish it?" he answered her, sadly.
"It must be," she continued, stifling a sigh.
She rose and walked up to Harry.
"Brother, I am going," she said.