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"
Spangler
!
have
you
any
suspicion
as
to
who
the
other
may
be
?
"
"
Not
a
spark
,
major
.
If
'
t
had
n't
been
for
the
tale
of
Old
Duffer
I
'd
never
have
thought
of
Maurice
the
mustanger
.
True
,
it
's
the
track
o
'
a
shod
mustang
;
but
I
do
n't
know
it
to
be
hisn
.
Surely
it
ca
n't
be
?
The
young
Irishman
aint
the
man
to
stand
nonsense
from
nobody
;
but
as
little
air
he
the
one
to
do
a
deed
like
this
--
that
is
,
if
it
's
been
cold-blooded
killin
'
.
"
"
I
think
as
you
about
that
.
"
"
And
you
may
think
so
,
major
.
If
young
Poindexter
's
been
killed
,
and
by
Maurice
Gerald
,
there
's
been
a
fair
stand-up
fight
atween
them
,
and
the
planter
's
son
has
gone
under
.
That
's
how
I
shed
reckon
it
up
.
As
to
the
disappearance
o
'
the
dead
body
--
for
them
two
quarts
o
'
blood
could
only
have
come
out
o
'
a
body
that
's
now
dead
--
that
trees
me
.
We
must
follow
the
trail
,
howsoever
;
and
maybe
it
'll
fetch
us
to
some
sensible
concloosion
.
Am
I
to
tell
the
old
gentleman
what
I
think
o
'
t
?
"
"
Perhaps
better
not
.
He
knows
enough
already
It
will
at
least
fall
lighter
upon
him
if
he
find
things
out
by
piecemeal
.
Say
nothing
of
what
we
've
seen
.
If
you
can
take
up
the
trail
of
the
two
horses
after
going
off
from
the
place
where
the
blood
is
,
I
shall
manage
to
bring
the
command
after
you
without
any
one
suspecting
what
we
've
seen
.
"
"
All
right
,
major
,
"
said
the
scout
,
"
I
think
I
can
guess
where
the
off
trail
goes
.
Give
me
ten
minutes
upon
it
,
and
then
come
on
to
my
signal
.
"
So
saying
the
tracker
rode
back
to
the
"
place
of
blood
;
"
and
after
what
appeared
a
very
cursory
examination
,
turned
off
into
a
lateral
opening
in
the
chapparal
.
Within
the
promised
time
his
shrill
whistle
announced
that
he
was
nearly
a
mile
distant
,
and
in
a
direction
altogether
different
from
the
spot
that
had
been
profaned
by
some
sanguinary
scene
.
On
hearing
the
signal
,
the
commander
of
the
expedition
--
who
had
in
the
meantime
returned
to
his
party
--
gave
orders
to
advance
;
while
he
himself
,
with
Poindexter
and
the
other
principal
men
,
moved
ahead
,
without
his
revealing
to
any
one
of
his
retinue
the
chapter
of
strange
disclosures
for
which
he
was
indebted
to
the
"
instincts
"
of
his
tracker
.
