Nothing was there that could be of any use to him.
He saw traces of footprints on the grass and leaves, but they were too faint to be measured.
Having satisfied himself on this matter, Nick started on foot to finish his journey.
When he came to the stream, he did not cross the bridge, but turned into the trail that Kerr had told him about.
The moon made the path perfectly plain at the start, and Nick took it, not only to save the long walk around the base of the hill, but to save time.
For some reasons, he would have liked to go straight back to Denver.
There was no doubt in his mind that his would-be murderers had gone to the city.
If he was there, he might run across them.
But he believed it to be his first business to have a talk with Hank Low, and so he went on.