They wandered away or they have been stolen." "We'll take a look around." Both boys hurried, first in one direction, and then another.

They could see hoof-prints in the grass, leading towards the rocks back of the bushes, but that was all.

The horses had been tethered to some saplings.
"The halters didn't break, that's certain," said Phil, soberly.

"For if they did, we'd find the broken ends." "I can't understand it," returned Dave, and his face grew thoughtful.
"Hello!" came in Roger's voice.

"Why don't you bring those horses?
We are all ready to go." "Come here!" called back Dave.