Deeming it safe to do so, Buffalo Bill stood up and waved his hat about his head. But the signal was not observed by Pawnee Bill, who was looking at Black John’s men.
Buffalo Bill saw the horseman begin to descend from the hill, with the apparent intention of following the road agents.
Therefore, he quickly climbed down himself, and returned in haste to Nomad with his astonishing news.
The scout and Nomad rode out of the grove, and, following swiftly in the course taken by Pawnee Bill, soon overtook him. He was not at all surprised to see them.
“I’ve been looking for you,” he said. “From the top of that high hill away over there I saw, with my glasses, that something had gone wrong; and so I back-tracked, and here I am. What’s the news?”
They had enough to tell him, of a surprising character.
“I guess it was Nomad’s fight and capture that I saw,” he said. “As you are both all right, perhaps I’d better go on again. I came back because I thought likely I was needed.”
As, in pursuing the road agents now, toward the stage trail, the scouts were really going somewhat in the direction of Glendive, Pawnee Bill kept with them.
Before the stage trail was reached they saw the bandits returning, still with their prisoners.
Night was at hand.