It will be mine the next, and when it is, take care." The only reply was a shot from Reuben, aimed in the direction from which the voice came.

A minute later there was a trampling of horses.
"They are gone!" Shillito exclaimed.
"Perhaps it is only a trick, to draw us out," Dick suggested.
"No, I don't think it's that," Reuben said.

"They are not strong enough to send a party off, and to attack us with the rest.

No, I think they have gone.

They know that we can't follow them.
"They have taken good care of that," he added bitterly, as he glanced at the stables, which were now a sheet of flame.