? ? ? ? Hanson and his boy had ridden directly to the clearing. It was already dark when they arrived. Leaving the boy there Hanson rode to the edge of the plain, leading the boy's horse. There he waited. It was nine o'clock before he saw a solitary figure galloping toward him from the direction of the bungalow. A few moments later Meriem drew in her mount beside him. She was nervous and flushed. When she recognized Hanson she drew back, startled.
? ? ? ? "Mr. Baynes' horse fell on him and sprained his ankle," Hanson hastened to explain. "He couldn't very well come so he sent me to meet you and bring you to camp."
? ? ? ? The girl could not see in the darkness the gloating, triumphant expression on the speaker's face.
? ? ? ? "We had better hurry," continued Hanson, "for we'll have to move along pretty fast if we don't want to be overtaken.
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