Breakfast was eaten in the glow of the camp-fire, and by the time dawn broke the adventurers were already an hour upon their way.

Nothing but confidence now, animated them.

The mad hunter and his golden bullets were entirely forgotten in these last hours of their exciting quest.

Once, far back, Rod had thought with chilling dread that this might be the madman's trail, that his golden bullets might come from the treasure they were seeking.

But he gave no thought to this possibility now.