The wagon was slowly going to the southeast, and near noon John discovered, what appeared to be indications of moving objects. The wagon was halted, and all took observations. Muro was the first to break the silence.
“Kurabus coming,” he said.
“How do you know they are Kurabus?” asked Blakely.
“Too many for Osagas.” It is obvious he had taken an inventory of both tribes on the day of the battle.
All looked to Muro. “Go this way fast,” he answered, as he pointed to the east.
The yaks were driven up and the wagon directed toward all the depressed portions and valleys, so as to keep it in a concealed position as much as possible. A moving object like a wagon is much easier to distinguish than even a body of men, at a distance.
Before they had traveled a mile they were astounded to see another band of warriors directly ahead of them, and moving from the east. Muro suggested that they should call a halt, and determine who the newcomers could be, and also to learn their destination and object, in going toward the Kurabus, who were advancing from the southwest.
“Are you able to make out who they are?” asked John.
“Maybe Saboro,” and without another word he darted forward in the direction of the oncoming host.
This intelligence stimulated the boys, and they danced about in delight at the probability of this being true. Stut had probably reached the tribe at last.