They wasn't particularly easy to see, and every now and then we'd lose sight of 'em as they got into thick timber or behind rocks.
Father got the spyglass on to 'em at last, pretty clear, and nearly threw it down with an oath.
'By----!' he says, 'I believe Starlight's hurt somehow.

He's so infernal rash.

I can see the half-caste holding him on.

If the police are on his tracks they'll spring the plant here, and the whole thing'll be blown.' We saw them come to the top of the wall, as it were, then they stopped for a long while, then all of a sudden they seemed to disappear.
'Let's go over to the other side,' says father; 'they're coming down the gully now.

It's a terrible steep, rough track, worse than the other.