"That cave extended back quite a way under the earth, from the face of rock where we were going to camp. I fell into it, and must have rested on a sort of shelf, until the second landslide came. Then I was rolled right back into the main part of the cavern, and the outlet was closed up. I tell you I was scared there, one spell." "I should think you would be," commented Will. "But I'm glad it was no worse. Can you travel?" "I'm afraid not. I think we'll have to rest a bit to-day. I may be able to start late in the afternoon. I'd like to get some sleep. I didn't have any down in that hole." They spent the best part of the day, after Jed had slept some, in talking over what had happened, and wondering what had become of their pursuers. "Oh, they'll keep after us," said Jed. "We can't shake 'em off so easily. I think we'd better move our camp away. I don't like this place. Let's move on a few miles and spend the night there. I think it will be safer." "Do you think you can travel?" "Sure. I'm much better now. Let's pack up, get some supper and move our camp." They did not waste much time over "grub," merely making coffee and eating some bread and cold meat. They were just strapping the packs together again preparatory to fastening them on the backs of the animals, when, from down below them, sounded the footfalls of several horses. "Some one's coming!" exclaimed Will. "Maybe it's Gabe," spoke Jed hopefully. "Shall I give a yell?" "Wait a minute. Perhaps it isn't him. If it is, he has some one with him." "Probably he's brought some of his friends to help look for us. I suppose we are to blame for all this. Never mind, when he hears what we have to tell him, he'll not scold us. I guess we'd better----" But the sentence was never finished. At that moment there appeared, coming around the trail, three horsemen. And it needed but a glance to show that they were the same bad men who, early the day before, had retreated after Jed had given his warning whistle. "Here they are!" cried Con Morton. "We've got 'em now!" "Not yet!" cried Jed. "Come on, Will! Jump on your horse! The animals are rested and can carry us and the packs!" With a quick motion he was in the saddle. Will followed his brother's example. "Now, Pete!" cried Jed to the horse. "Let's see what sort of stuff you're made of!" "Hold on there!" cried Con Morton, as he saw the two lads were about to escape him. "Haven't time!" shouted back Jed. "I want to speak to you!" went on the gambler. "No, you don't!" said Will to himself. "I know what that means!"