“Again, they may be far into the hills by this time. We will gain nothing by staying here.”
“All roight, sorr.”
Barney begun to scan the side of the cliff. A path was not visible anywhere. Yet the Celt did not believe it impossible to climb to the top.
If this could be done they might then succeed in getting upon level ground with the foe and escape the risk of their bullets.
Frank divined Barney’s purpose and said:
“I think we can climb it, Barney.”
“Bejabers we’ll thry.”
Barney had just got his hands and feet into niches in the cliff when a startling sound came up the pass.
“Hark!”
“What is it?”