ay be
imagined. His horse is beside him, and Jupiter has another. The
mulatto is no longer encumbered by a mule. Darke's steed is known to be
a swift one, and not likely to be outrun by any of the robber troop. If
chased, some of them might overtake it, but not all, or not at the same
time. There will be less danger from their following in detail, and
thus Clancy less fears them. For he knows that his yellow-skinned
comrade is strong as courageous; a match for any three ordinary men.
And both are now well armed--Darke's double-barrel, as his horse, having
reverted to Jupiter. Besides, as good luck has it, there are pistols
found in the holsters, to say nothing of that long-bladed, and late
blood-stained, knife. In a chase they will have a fair chance to
escape; and, if it come to a fight, can make a good one.

While he is thus speculating upon the probabilities of the outlaws
coming on to the rock, and what may be the upshot afterwards, Clancy's
ear is again saluted by a cry from his companion. But this time in tone
very different: for it is jubilant, joyous.

Turning, he sees Jupiter standing with face to the east, and pointing in
that direction. To what? Another cloud of dust, that prinkles with
sparkling points; another mounted troop moving across the plain! And
also making for the tree, which, equi-distant between the two, seems to
be the beacon of both.

Quick as he reached the conclusion about the first band being that of
Borlasse, does he decide as to that of the second. It is surely the
pursuing colonists, and as sure with Sime Woodley at their head.

Both cohorts are advancing at a like rate of speed, neither riding
rapidly. They have been so, but now, climbing the acclivity, they have
quieted their horses to a walk. The pace though slow, continued, will
in time bring them together. A collision seems inevitable. His glance
gladdens as he measures the strength of the two parties. The former not
only in greater number, but with God on their side; while the latter
will be doing battle under the banner of the Devil.

About the issue of such encounter he has no anxiety. He is only
apprehensive it may not come off. Something may arise to warn the
outlaws, and give them a chance to shun it.

As yet neither party has a thought of the other's proximity or approach.
They cannot, with the ridge between. Still is there that, which should
make them suspicious of something. Above each band are buz