A Soldier's Daughter, and Other StoriesHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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A Soldier's Daughter, and Other Stories
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Adventure stories; Fiction
"My opinion is that we had better find some spot to hide as close here
as possible."
"Hide as close to this place as possible?" Carter said, in surprise. "I
should have thought that we had better turn down the pass at once, or
push on."
"I do not think so," Nita said; "we must take it as certain that
the man who has fled will return as quickly as possible with twenty
or thirty others. As they will not see us on our way here they will
suppose that we have either returned or have taken to the hills, one
side or the other; they would never think of searching close here."
"You are right," Carter said. "What do you say to that pile of boulders
on the right?"
"That will do excellently, if we can find a place among them."
"We are sure to be able to do that by moving two or three of them. We
have probably got a couple of hours to make our preparations."
Accordingly they set to work at once, and by using their united
strength, managed to move enough of them to make a first-rate place
of concealment for themselves and the pony. The animal's legs were
fastened, and it was made to lie down, and they took their places
beside it. Carter went down the path, and looked at the hiding-place
from all sides, in order that he might feel sure that it could not be
made out from any point close by. The heap of boulders lay at the foot
of a steep precipice, and it was evident that no one from above could
approach near enough to the edge to look down upon them. Having made
sure of this he returned to the hiding-place. Three-quarters of an hour
passed, and then a score of wild figures armed with rifles, muskets,
and other weapons appeared round the corner of the pass.
Carter took a glimpse at what was going on. There was an excited
conversation; some of the men pointed to the hills on both sides,
while some were evidently of opinion that their assailants, whoever
they were, had returned to the valley beyond. Finally they broke up
into three parties, seven or eight men going on each side, while the
remainder pushed on along the path. Half an hour later another sixteen
men came up and also divided, half climbing the hills on either side.
But night was now falling. For some time the shouts of the searchers
could be heard, but these gradually ceased as the men abandoned the
hunt as hopeless for the night. They came down in twos and threes,
until presently the fugitives were convinced that all had returned.
"It was certainly an admirable plan of yours, Miss Ackworth, and has
completely thrown them off the scent. Now we had better be going. The
moon gives us enough light to make our way, and we must be as far as
possible from here before morning, when, no doubt, the men of this
valley, and perhaps the one that we have just quitted, will turn out in
search of us."
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