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"
The
tracks
of
a
horse
.
"
"
Of
two
horses
,
major
,
"
said
the
man
,
correcting
the
officer
with
an
air
of
deference
.
"
True
.
There
are
two
.
"
"
Farther
on
they
become
four
;
though
they
're
all
made
by
the
same
two
horses
.
They
have
gone
up
this
openin
'
a
bit
,
and
come
back
again
.
"
"
Well
,
Spangler
,
my
good
fellow
;
what
do
you
make
of
it
?
"
"
Not
much
,
"
replied
Spangler
,
who
was
one
of
the
paid
scouts
of
the
cantonment
;
"
not
much
of
that
;
I
hav
'n'
t
been
far
enough
up
the
openin
'
to
make
out
what
it
means
--
only
far
enough
to
know
that
a
man
has
been
murdered
.
"
"
What
proof
have
you
of
what
you
say
?
Is
there
a
dead
body
?
"
"
No
.
Not
as
much
as
the
little
finger
;
not
even
a
hair
of
the
head
,
so
fur
as
I
can
see
.
"
"
What
then
?
"
"
Blood
,
a
regular
pool
of
it
--
enough
to
have
cleared
out
the
carcass
of
a
hull
buffalo
.
Come
and
see
for
yourself
.
But
,
"
continued
the
scout
in
a
muttered
undertone
,
"
if
you
wish
me
to
follow
up
the
sign
as
it
ought
to
be
done
,
you
'll
order
the
others
to
stay
back
--
's
pecially
them
as
are
now
nearest
you
.
"
