So sudden had been the charge, and exciting the contest that the Quicks had failed to see the fearful leap that Drake and the Indian had taken, and for the moment were speechless.
There, said Cahoonshee, pointing to the highest point of the cliff, there is where they went down and, now lays a mangled corpse at the bottom. But we must find the body.
Just then Rolla set up a howl that echoed up and down the valley.
That means something, exclaimed Cahoonshee, go and see what the dog is making such a noise about.
Tom crawled to the edge of the precipice and looked over. Some hundred feet down he saw a dark object in a large birch tree.
What do you see, asked the elder Quick.
A man, replied Tom, but whether it is Drake or the Indian I cannot tell.
It is Drake, exclaimed Cahoonshee. The dog would have remained silent if it had been the Indian. Speak, and see if he will answer you.
Just then Drake’s voice was heard deep down the mountain.
Hello, Drake, is that you?