Very soon the hills began to merge into a deep valley. Through this there ran a swift stream.
As Frank and Barney entered the valley Barney shouted:
“Be me sowl, there be the spalpeens now.”
“Where?” asked Frank.
“Jist down there ferninst that grove of trees, Misther Frank.”
“Sure enough.”
The four savages and their captors were plainly seen on the banks of the creek.
They were just in the act of embarking in a canoe.
Frank saw that he must act quick if he would prevent this.
So he said, sharply: