Perhaps she had been instinctively conscious of the boy's sudden fears.
"Hush!" He had just turned to the objective point of the Indian's gaze.

There WAS something! A dark line was moving along with the gathering darkness.
For a moment he hardly dared to voice his thoughts even to himself.
It was a following train overtaking them from the rear! And from the rapidity of its movements a train with horses, hurrying forward to evening camp.

He had never dreamt of help from that quarter.

This was what the Indian's keen eyes had been watching, and why he had so precipitately fled.
The strange train was now coming up at a round trot.

It was evidently well appointed with five or six large wagons and several outriders.