In the next mile they came upon the remains of two more; then the track widened out, and the footprints were scattered and confused.

The horses were reined up, and Jim and the trackers examined the ground.

Jim returned in a minute or two.
"Black fellows give em a rest here.

Could no go any furder.

Lie down and pant." One of the trackers then came up.
"They stop here, captain, five six hours till moon rise.