Jim had already brought his horse round to the door.

Before mounting he took the pistols out of the holsters, and examined them carefully.
By this time the sergeant and ten men were in the saddle, and placing himself at their head, with the settler, whose name was Blount, he rode off at full speed; followed by his men, the two native trackers, and Jim.

Reuben soon reined his horse in.
"It will not do to push them too hard, at first.

There is no saying how far we shall have to go." "Do you mean to follow them into their own country ?" Mr.Blount asked.
"I do," Reuben said.

"I will follow them till I catch them, if I have to go across Australia." "That's the sort," Mr.Blount said.