Part 23 (2/2)
”Mayhap they're not _very_, far off from where we're standin',”
continued the man, laying his hand on Tom Collins's shoulder. Tom gave him a look that induced him to remove the hand.
”Right again,” rejoined Ned, with a smile. ”I know where the villains are, and I'll lead you to them in an hour, if you choose to follow me.”
The men looked at each other in surprise.
”You'll not object to some o' us ridin' before, an' some behind ye!”
said the second speaker, ”jist by way o' preventin' yer hosses from runnin' away; they looks a little skeary.”
”By no means,” answered Ned, ”lead on; but keep off the edge of the track till I call a halt.”
”Why so, stranger?”
”Never mind, but do as I bid you.”
The tone in which this was said effectually silenced the man, and during the ride no further questions were asked. About a quarter-of-an-hour afterwards the moon rose, and they advanced at such a rapid pace that in a short time they were close upon the spot where the battle had taken place. Just before reaching it Ned called a halt, and directed the party to dismount and follow him on foot. Although a good deal surprised, they obeyed without question; for our hero possessed, in an eminent degree, the power of const.i.tuting himself a leader among those with whom he chanced to come into contact.
Fastening his horse to a tree, Ned led the men forward a hundred yards.
”Are these the men you search for!” he inquired.
”They are, sir,” exclaimed one of the party, in surprise, as he stooped to examine the features of the robbers, who lay where they had been left.
”Halloo!” exclaimed Tom Collins, ”I say, the biggest fellow's gone!
Didn't we lay him hereabouts?”
”Eh! dear me, yes; why, this is the very spot, I do believe--”
All further remarks were checked at that moment by the sound of horses'
hoofs approaching, and, almost before any one could turn round, a horseman came thundering down the pa.s.s at full gallop. Uttering a savage laugh of derision, he discharged his pistol full into the centre of the knot of men as he pa.s.sed, and, in another moment, was out of sight. Several of the onlookers had presence of mind enough to draw their pistols and fire at the retreating figure, but apparently without effect.
”It's him!” cried Tom Collins; ”and he's mounted on your horse, Ned.”
”After him, lads!” shouted Ned, as he ran back towards the place where the horses were fastened. ”Whose is the best horse?”
”Hold on, stranger,” said one of the men, as he ran up to Ned, ”ye may save yer wind. None o' the horses can overtake your one, I guess. I was lookin' at him as we came along. It would only be losin' time for nothin', an' he's miles ahead by this time.”
Ned Sinton felt that the man's remarks were too true, so he returned to the spot where the remaining robbers lay, and found that the miners had cut their fastenings, and were busily engaged in rebinding their hands behind them, preparatory to carrying them back to their settlement. It was discovered that the las.h.i.+ngs of one of the men had been partly severed with a knife, and, as he could not have done it himself, it was plain that the robber who had escaped must have done it, and that the opportune arrival of the party had prevented him from accomplis.h.i.+ng his purpose. How the man had broken his own bonds was a mystery that could not now be solved, but it was conjectured they must have been too weak, and that he had burst them by main strength.
Another discovery was now made, namely, that one of the three robbers secured was no other than Black Jim himself; the darkness of the night had prevented Ned and Tom from making this discovery during the fight.
In less time than we have taken to describe it, the robbers were secured, and each was mounted behind one of his captors.
”Ain't you goin' with us?” inquired one of the men, observing that Ned Sinton stood leaning on his rifle, as if he meant to remain behind.
”No,” answered Ned; ”my companion and I have travelled far to-day, besides fighting a somewhat tough battle; we mean to camp here for the night, and shall proceed to your settlement to-morrow.”
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