And in this bright light they can't possibly mistake me for either of them.

Hello!" he broke off.

"There went one of them, just then, across that patch of light, down yonder.

And, unless my eyes are going back on me, there's another of them creeping along toward the head of the path.

They must have seen--or thought they saw--some one dash down there, even if it was too dark for them to recognize him.