"Yas, they took off their dead or wounded, as ther case might be, and halted ter rest after climbin' up here, and right here is whar they laid the dead or wounded down, while they was restin'."
"Well, which way now, Huck, for your solution seems the right one," said Doctor Dick.
"That's hard ter tell, for a horse wouldn't leave no track here," was the reply.
CHAPTER XV.
A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE.
That even old Huckleberry had lost his grip on the trail, after reaching the top of the ridge, was soon evident, for, search as he might, he could find no trace of a track in the hard, rocky soil about them.
"We'll scatter, pards, and try ter find another place whar they has rested the'r loads, for they won't carry heavy weights far up this slope without restin'," he said.
So the party separated, and half an hour later a halloo from old Huck brought them together again.
There was another place where the road-agents had halted, for there were the three telltale spots of blood lying close together.