"Go on."
"We see many tracks, and we followed them."
"In which direction?" demanded Mr. Wright, eagerly.
"Come this way," the native said.
"Did you see the people?" asked our host.
"How many?"
"Six," Kala answered, holding up one of his fingers.
"Bushrangers?" our host continued.
At this question the two natives seemed puzzled, and they looked at each other as though wondering what answer they should return.
"Two of them were not men," at length the native said.