Penny Dreadfuls, 1901 · page 215 of 356
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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 203 He allowed his pony to walk slowly toward the spot, looking sharply to the right and left, and taking every precaution against running into any trap. That this was wise was speedily proven. Over on his right he detected the unmistakable figures of horses stealing toward him, and a furtive glance to the left revealed the same ominous state of affairs in that direction. He comprehended what it meant on the instant. The Apaches were trying to surround him, and, had they shown their usual skill, or had the trooper been less watchful, they might have succeeded ; but turning his intelligent and fleet footed animal about, he sent him bounding over the plain like a whirl- wind. At this moment, the Apaches were on two sides. Had he advanced a little further he would have been confronted by others, while the two parties first seen would have closed in behind him, and sealed the doom of the valiant Irishman. But the way was still open to the rear, and thitherward the mag- nificent steed skurried as if he knew his own life and that of his master were at stake. The Indians, seeing their design discovered, bent all their energies to closing in upon the fugitive be- CoOnniclooo SH (C(0) mM