It was at thought of deserting even the last of his faithful followers, who had sacrificed, or were still sacrificing, their lives in his service.

But, as the guide had truly said what good could he do them by staying and getting killed?
And he might survive to avenge them! The last reflection would have decided him! But Wilder had not waited for him to determine.

While speaking the urgent words, he laid his huge hand upon Hamersley's shoulder and half led, half dragged him in the direction of the horses.

"Keep hold o' yur rifle, though it air empty," hurriedly counselled the guide.

"If we shed get away, it will be needed.