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Pointing to a jagged break in the roof of the dugout, he went on:

“That’s where Bear Paw broke through with his hind hoofs, rolled me out of the saddle and dropped me below. I hope the horse wasn’t hurt.”

He whistled sharply. The shrill signal was answered by a loud neigh and a thump of approaching hoofs. Another moment and the gallant black was rubbing his nose against the scout’s shoulder.

“I suppose, old sport,” laughed the scout, slapping Bear Paw’s neck, “that you hadn’t a notion what had become of me. That’s the queerest adventure we’ve had in some sort of a while, eh? How did you come through it, boy?”

As well as he could the scout examined the horse. An exclamation of relief escaped his lips.

“His shins are skinned a little,” he announced to Dunbar, “but he came through that affair a heap better than I had dared to hope. Get your horse, Nate,” he added, vaulting into the saddle, “and we’ll be touching the high places.”

Dunbar started south and vanished into a shallow swale. The scout rode after him.