"You think so?"
"Hang it all, the only thing to be done, I fancy, is to follow Red Cedar's trail."
"True: but to follow it we must first find it."
"Granted: so let us look for it."
"That is what we are about to do."
At this moment furious yells were heard not far from them. The hunters, surprised, looked about them anxiously, and soon saw a band of Indians running in every direction along the river bank. These were not more than half a league distant.
"Oh, oh," Valentine said, "what's the meaning of this?"
"They are Apaches," Shaw remarked.
"I can see that," the Frenchman said. "But what the deuce is the matter with those devils? On my honour, they seem mad."
"Wah!" Curumilla suddenly exclaimed, who was also looking, though not speaking, as was his wont.