The youths spent nearly a half-hour peering out at the mountains, greatly impressed by the wonderful view.
“How far away do you suppose they are?” questioned Joe.
“Fifty miles, at least; maybe more. It will probably take us another half-day to get to them.”
Finally the youths turned and rode back down the hill to tell their elders of the magnificent view. Fekmah particularly would be pleased, Joe thought.
But the boys were not overly anxious to get back to the oasis at once. There were many other high sand dunes that they would like to ride over.
“We won’t stay much longer,” said Bob. “Just ride around a bit.”
To their right was another high hill that might afford a view in another direction. The youths rode over to it and climbed the gradual side.
Then, when they came to the top, they cried out in surprise and fear.
In the distance appeared to be a whole regiment of galloping horsemen coming toward them!