"Hold on a minute!" exclaimed Jehiel; "my horse is in here somewhere. Wait until I find him, then we can go the faster."
Dismounting, he soon found the horse and again they started on down the valley.
"We must go a little slow," said Kelly, "or the Sioux will give up the chase."
"Don't you want them to?" demanded Jehiel, in some surprise.
"No, I don't; at least, not until I get a shot at some of them."
"Cor-reck!" responded Jehiel. "I didn't think of that. Let's find a good place, and stop until they come up."
A few rods ahead they found a pile of rocks, and secreting themselves and their horses behind these, they awaited the approach of the pursuing party.
These soon appeared, tearing down the valley totally unconscious of danger, and when within a few rods of the ambuscade, Kelly whispered to Jehiel:
"You take the leader, and I will take that fellow in the rear; that will stop them. Then, before they get over wondering, we can pick off the rest."
There were but five of the enemy to be seen, and as the two scouts discharged their repeating rifles, the leader and rear man fell.