“They understood I had been killed by the white men.”
“Do you know where my people are?” asked Muro.
“They are with the Professor,” and when Muro learned this he danced around in delight.
The boys manifested every evidence of joy at this good news. The Professor was not only safe, but with the Berees and Saboros, and coming forward as rapidly as possible. This was glorious, indeed.
The first indications the Professor had that they were near the contending forces was during the afternoon, when they passed over the scene of the battle ground the day before. Here were bows and arrows, articles of clothing, broken spears, and here and there articles of food scattered about in confusion.
This is where the Kurabus made the first stand. The Osagas were not in sight, and, indeed, the Brabos were not yet in evidence. Before six o’clock Ralsea came in and at once sought out the Professor. “I have good news for you,” were his first words.
“Have you seen my people?” asked the Professor in excitement.
“No; but Uraso has gone to them.”
“Where are they now?”
“Somewhere north of the Kurabus and Illyas.”