"There he is," Bob said pointing toward the distant hills.
They could see Royce about half way between where they were and the hills and they knew that he was making the best time possible with the horse he had.
CHAPTER XII.
THE "TAIL" OF THE MOUNTAIN LION.
"If he turns and sees us no knowing what he'll do," Jeb said as they paused a moment at the top of the rise.
"But I don't believe he'll turn," Bob declared. "He's only thinking of getting there and rescuing Sue."
"Then you think we better make a rush for it?"
"I would."
"Then come on, boys, full speed ahead."
And now they let their horses out to the limit and swept across the prairie like an avenging whirlwind. They were about two-thirds of the way from the rise to the hills when Royce reached the timber. They saw him draw rein and, for a moment hesitate as though uncertain just where to go, then he started again and the next minute was lost to view. Twenty minutes later, they were at the point where he disappeared. Far back they could see four horsemen just coming over the rise.