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"
The
wild
stallions
!
"
he
exclaimed
,
in
a
tone
that
betokened
alarm
.
"
I
knew
they
must
be
among
those
mottes
;
and
they
are
!
"
"
Is
that
the
danger
of
which
you
have
been
speaking
?
"
"
It
is
.
"
"
What
fear
of
them
?
They
are
only
mustangs
!
"
"
True
,
and
at
other
times
there
is
no
cause
to
fear
them
.
But
just
now
,
at
this
season
of
the
year
,
they
become
as
savage
as
tigers
,
and
equally
as
vindictive
.
Ah
!
the
wild
steed
in
his
rage
is
an
enemy
more
to
be
dreaded
than
wolf
,
panther
,
or
bear
.
"
"
What
are
we
to
do
?
"
inquired
the
young
lady
,
now
,
for
the
first
time
,
giving
proof
that
she
felt
fear
--
by
riding
close
up
to
the
man
who
had
once
before
rescued
her
from
a
situation
of
peril
,
and
gazing
anxiously
in
his
face
,
as
she
awaited
the
answer
.
"
If
they
should
charge
upon
us
,
"
answered
Maurice
,
"
there
are
but
two
ways
of
escape
.
One
,
by
ascending
a
tree
,
and
abandoning
our
horses
to
their
fury
.
"
"
The
other
?
"
asked
the
Creole
,
with
a
sang
froid
that
showed
a
presence
of
mind
likely
to
stand
the
test
of
the
most
exciting
crisis
.
"
Anything
but
abandon
our
animals
!
'
Twould
be
but
a
shabby
way
of
making
our
escape
!
"
"
We
shall
not
have
an
opportunity
of
trying
it
,
I
perceive
it
is
impracticable
.
There
's
not
a
tree
within
sight
large
enough
to
afford
us
security
.
If
attacked
,
we
have
no
alternative
but
to
trust
to
the
fleetness
of
our
horses
.
Unfortunately
,
"
continued
he
,
with
a
glance
of
inspection
towards
the
spotted
mare
,
and
then
at
his
own
horse
,
"
they
've
had
too
much
work
this
morning
.
Both
are
badly
blown
.
That
will
be
our
greatest
source
of
danger
.
The
wild
steeds
are
sure
to
be
fresh
.
"
"
Do
you
intend
us
to
start
now
?
"
