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Chapter 67

           Theylisteninvain.

           Thereisnosoundofhoofnovoiceofwomannothing,exceptthechampingofbittsheardclosebytheirside!

           Canitbethatsheistaken?

           Nowthatthedarkerdesignisstifledwithintheirbreasts,thehostilityagainstoneoftheirownraceissuddenlychangedintoamorecongenialchannel.

           Theirvengeance,rekindled,burnsfiercerthaneversinceitisdirectedagainstthehereditaryfoe.

           TheyoungerandmoreardentamongwhomaretheadmirersoftheMexicanmaidencanbeartheuncertaintynolonger.Theyspringintotheirsaddles,loudlydeclaringtheirdeterminationtoseekhertosaveher,orperishintheattempt.

           Whoistogainsaythem?HerpursuershercaptorsperhapsmaybetheverymentheyhavebeeninsearchofthemurderersofHenryPoindexter!

           Nooneopposestheirintent.TheygooffinsearchofIsidorainpursuitoftheprairiepirates.

           Thosewhoremainarebutfewinnumber;thoughZebStumpisamongthem.

           Theoldhunterissilent,astotheexpediencyofpursuingtheIndians.Hekeepshisthoughtstohimself:hisonlyseemingcareistolookaftertheinvalidprisonerstillunconsciousstillguardedbytheRegulators.

           Zebisnottheonlyfriendwhoremainstruetothemustangerinhishourofdistress.Therearetwoothersequallyfaithful.Oneafaircreature,whowatchesatadistance,carefullyconcealingtheeagerinterestthatconsumesher.Theother,arude,almostludicrousindividual,who,closebyhisside,addressestherespitedmanashis"masther"

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