The party passed on, and then Andrew Seldon turned his attention to the outlaw camp, in which several of the men had been left.
Having discovered this, Seldon then crept cautiously back, picked up his rifle and game, and started off at a double-quick for his own camp, anxious to relieve his pard's anxiety regarding him, and to tell him all that he had discovered.
A man of great endurance, he made a rapid run to his home, and did not feel it in the least. He found Lucas Langley just starting off on a search for him, and the welcome he received was a sincere one.
"How glad I am to see you, Pard Seldon. Surely you were not lost?" he said.
"No, indeed; but have you any breakfast, for I am as ravenous as a wolf, as I went without dinner and supper yesterday, and did not delay to cook anything this morning."
"You shall have something in a few minutes, so wash up, and I'll get it for you."
"And then we must have a talk," said Seldon, as he went down toward the little stream for a refreshing plunge-bath.
"He has had an adventure of some kind, I am sure," muttered Lucas Langley, as he threw a fine steak upon the coals and put some fresh coffee in the pot.
Andrew Seldon's bath greatly refreshed him, and he ate his breakfast quietly, after which he said:
"We'll not go gold-hunting to-day, pard, for I have something to tell you."