He had been cut off and surrounded; the very nature of the rocks and trails of the canyon threatened to end his freedom or his life.

Certain it was he preferred to end the latter, for he risked death from the rocks as he went over them in long leaps.
Jones could have roped either of the two blacks, but he hardly noticed them.

Covered with dust and splotches of foam, they took their advantage, turned on the circle toward the passage way and galloped by me out of sight.

Again Wallace, Frank and Jim let out strings of yells and volleys.

The chase was narrowing down.