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Under
the
light
of
the
moon
the
four
Mexicans
,
who
knew
Maurice
Gerald
by
sight
,
had
arrived
at
a
similar
conclusion
.
If
the
impression
made
upon
the
servant
was
one
of
the
wildest
awe
,
equally
had
it
stricken
the
conspirators
.
The
searchers
,
though
less
frightened
by
the
strange
phenomenon
,
were
none
the
less
puzzled
to
explain
it
.
Up
to
the
instant
of
its
disappearance
no
explanation
had
been
attempted
--
save
that
jocularly
conveyed
in
the
bizarre
speech
of
the
borderer
.
"
What
do
you
make
of
it
,
gentlemen
?
"
said
the
major
,
addressing
those
that
had
clustered
around
him
:
"
I
confess
it
mystifies
me
.
"
"
An
Indian
trick
?
"
suggested
one
.
"
Some
decoy
to
draw
us
into
an
ambuscade
?
"
"
A
most
unlikely
lure
,
then
;
"
remarked
another
;
"
certainly
the
last
that
would
attract
me
.
"
"
I
do
n't
think
it
's
Indian
,
"
said
the
major
;
"
I
do
n't
know
what
to
think
.
What
's
your
opinion
of
it
,
Spangler
?
"
The
tracker
shook
his
head
,
as
if
equally
uncertain
.
