They might attempt to correct him with the assistance of a rope and a limb of a tree.

Somewhere he must cut in ahead of this Reeve and start out at him if possible.

As for his ability to keep pace with a horse he had no doubt that he could do it fairly well.
More than once he had gone out on foot, while Harry and Joe rode, and he had pressed the little ponies, bearing their riders slowly up and down the slopes, to keep pace with him.

On the level, of course, it was a different matter, but in broken country he more than kept up.
"Have you got a grudge agin' Reeve ?" asked the host, as he brought in the fried eggs.
"Maybe," admitted Bull, and instantly he began to attack the food.
The proprietor watched with a growing awe.

No chinook ever ate snow as this hungry giant melted food to nothingness.