I could see where her heels had struck the ground; the child had, I presumed, been carried--at least there were no marks of her feet.

At the water's edge the spoor vanished.

The water was shallow, and they had gone along in it, or at least Hendrika and her victim had, in order to obliterate the trail.

I could see where a moss-grown stone had been freshly turned over in the water-bed.

I ran along the bank some way up the ravine, in the vain hope of catching a sight of them.