In a way, it was easier
following here, for there were occasional trees and clumps of bushes
behind which the young shadow could drop at need.
Two minutes in this path, and Jack Benson's heart gave another quick
leap. Some one else was coming stealthily behind him. Jack dodged
around a clump of bushes and waited.
"Hal!" breathed Jack, almost wild with joy, as the two chums clasped
hands fervently for one brief instant. Then:
"See here, Hal, I've got to dart forward again, or Millard will be out
of sight. But I'll tell you what--while I trail Millard, you concern
yourself only with following me."
"Good enough," whispered Hastings, nodding. "Now, you start again!"
For just an instant Millard had disappeared. However, by moving forward
quickly, Benson was soon able to make out the quarry through the
darkness.
For some five minutes more the chase continued. Then, his long body
rather sharply defined against the sky, Millard began the ascent of a
low hill that ended in a cliff overlooking the broad ocean.
As Millard's course forward could end only in the sea, Jack now crouched
low, stealing along a parallel course behind a low ridge of rock.
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