Lieutenant Worth was at once aroused and the situation explained to him, and before the sergeant could deliver the colonel’s message he cried: “I’ll take a score of men and go back with you, for that villain must be run down. You know your men best, Cody, so pick out from the three commands together here ten of your best scouts, and let them take the finest horses, whether their own or not. You, Sergeant Fallon, pick a corporal and ten troopers, and see that they get the very best mounts. The quartermaster shall at once get supplies for a couple of weeks’ stay, for we must go well prepared, and----” “I go, too, Lieutenant Worth, for I shall be needed,” cried Surgeon Denmead, who was present at the interview. “Ah, Denmead, always the right man in the right place, and I am glad you spoke, for I will be glad to have you along.” “Now, prepare all, for we must be in the saddle within the hour.” There was no use saying wait until dawn, for the dashing young cavalry officer said: “We will go ten miles on our way and then camp, for I’ll feel then as though we had started. If your horses are blown, Cody, you can take others.” “I’ll ride another, sir, as will Sergeant Fallon, and take an extra pack horse, too, so the three we pushed to the camp here can run loose and thus rest.” “Yes, and I’ve ordered half a dozen extras driven along loose in case of breakdowns, for there must be no delay on this ride.” The party who were to make the ride then had supper, and in just one hour after the arrival of Buffalo Bill and the sergeant in camp, the party, twenty-five all told and thirty-five horses, rode off on their expedition to rescue Lucille Fallon. “Set the pace, Cody, and don’t make it too slow,” said Lieutenant Worth, and Buffalo Bill rode to the front, the sergeant with him. Behind rode Lieutenant Worth and Surgeon Denmead, then the corporal and his troopers, the pack horses and extras following, and the scouts bringing up the rear in two detachments, under Will Palmer and Hugh Hardin respectively. When ten miles had been passed over, Buffalo Bill began to look for a camping place, when Lieutenant Worth called out: “The horses are all right, Cody, so give them another hour of it, and we’ll reach a good halting place.” Another hour was given them, and the scout led the command to a fine camp where water, grass, and wood were plentiful. They quickly staked out the animals, one scout was put on duty, with orders to call a relief after one hour, and he to do likewise, until four hours had passed, when breakfast would be eaten and the ride resumed. The men threw themselves down upon their blankets and were soon fast asleep. Feeling that all was being done that was possible for the rescue of his daughter, Sergeant Fallon, knowing his need of rest, followed Buffalo Bill’s example, and dropped off into a deep slumber.