The sound of a stream could be heard close at hand.
An examination of the ground there gave Grace a fresh clue, and, after stepping over to the brook and gazing at it briefly, she announced herself as ready to go back.
"What now ?" asked Elfreda.
"After I get something we will return to camp.

We must hold a consultation.

I do not feel like deciding this problem alone." "I know you have made a discovery, but beyond the fact that some one has trampled down the bushes beside the trail, and that a horse has been standing where we are now, I must confess that I am no wiser than before." "You have done very well," smiled Grace.

"Come with me and I will enlighten you further." They walked briskly back to the edge of the trail where they had first found the bushes disturbed.
"Two men have stood here.

If you will scrutinize the ground you will see the imprint of their hobnailed boots.