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第24章

Slone began to look far ahead, beginning to believe that he might see Wildfire.Twice he had seen Wildfire, but only at a distance.Then he had resembled a running streak of fire, whence his name, which Slone had given him.

This bare region of rock began to be cut up into gullies.It was necessary to head them or to climb in and out.Miles of travel really meant little progress straight ahead.But Slone kept on.He was hot and Nagger was hot, and that made hard work easier.Sometimes on the wind came a low thunder.Was it a storm or an avalanche slipping or falling water? He could not tell.The sound was significant and haunting.

Of one thing he was sure--that he could not have found his back-trail.But he divined he was never to retrace his steps on this journey.The stretch of broken plateau before him grew wilder and bolder of outline, darker in color, weirder in aspect, and progress across it grew slower, more dangerous.There were many places Nagger should not have been put to--where a slip meant a broken leg.But Slone could not turn back.And something besides an indomitable spirit kept him going.Again the sound resembling thunder assailed his ears, louder this time.The plateau appeared to be ending in a series of great capes or promontories.Slone feared he would soon come out upon a promontory from which he might see the impossibility of further travel.He felt relieved down in the gullies, where he could not see far.He climbed out of one, presently, from which there extended a narrow ledge with a slant too perilous for any horse.He stepped out upon that with far less confidence than Nagger.To the right was a bulge of low wall, and a few feet to the left a dark precipice.The trail here was faintly outlined, and it was six inches wide and slanting as well.It seemed endless to Slone, that ledge.He looked only down at his feet and listened to Nagger's steps.The big horse trod carefully, but naturally, and he did not slip.That ledge extended in a long curve, turning slowly away from the precipice, and ascending a little at the further end.Slone, drew a deep breath of relief when he led Nagger up on level rock.

Suddenly a strange yet familiar sound halted Slone, as if he had been struck.

The wild, shrill, high-pitched, piercing whistle of a stallion! Nagger neighed a blast in reply and pounded the rock with his iron-shod hoofs.With a thrill Slone looked ahead.

There, some few hundred yards distant, on a promontory, stood a red horse.

"My Lord!...It's Wildfire!" breathed Slone, tensely.

He could not believe his sight.He imagined he was dreaming.But as Nagger stamped and snorted defiance Slone looked with fixed and keen gaze, and knew that beautiful picture was no lie.

Wildfire was as red as fire.His long mane, wild in the wind, was like a whipping, black-streaked flame.Silhouetted there against that canyon background he seemed gigantic, a demon horse, ready to plunge into fiery depths.He was looking back over his shoulder, his head very high, and every line of him was instinct with wildness.Again he sent out that shrill, air-splitting whistle.Slone understood it to be a clarion call to Nagger.If Nagger had been alone Wildfire would have killed him.The red stallion was a killer of horses.All over the Utah ranges he had left the trail of a murderer.Nagger understood this, too, for he whistled back in rage and terror.It took an iron arm to hold him.Then Wildfire plunged, apparently down, and vanished from Slone's sight.

Slone hurried onward, to be blocked by a huge crack in the rocky plateau.This he had to head.And then another and like obstacle checked his haste to reach that promontory.He was forced to go more slowly.Wildfire had been close only as to sight.And this was the great canyon that dwarfed distance and magnified proximity.Climbing down and up, toiling on, he at last learned patience.He had seen Wildfire at close range.That was enough.So he plodded on, once more returning to careful regard of Nagger.It took an hour of work to reach the point where Wildfire had disappeared.

A promontory indeed it was, overhanging a valley a thousand feet below.Awhite torrent of a stream wound through it.There were lines of green cottonwoods following the winding course.Then Slone saw Wildfire slowly crossing the flat toward the stream.He had gone down that cliff, which to Slone looked perpendicular.

Wildfire appeared to be walking lame.Slone, making sure of this, suffered a pang.Then, when the significance of such lameness dawned upon him he whooped his wild joy and waved his hat.The red stallion must have heard, for he looked up.Then he went on again and waded into the stream, where he drank long.When he started to cross, the swift current drove him back in several places.The water wreathed white around him.But evidently it was not deep, and finally he crossed.From the other side he looked up again at Nagger and Slone, and, going on, he soon was out of sight in the cottonwoods.

"How to get down!" muttered Slone.

There was a break in the cliff wall, a bare stone slant where horses had gone down and come up.That was enough for Slone to know.He would have attempted the descent if he were sure no other horse but Wildfire had ever gone down there.But Slone's hair began to rise stiff on his head.A horse like Wildfire, and mountain sheep and Indian ponies, were all very different from Nagger.The chances were against Nagger.

"Come on, old boy.If I can do it, you can," he said.

Slone had never seen a trail as perilous as this.He was afraid for his horse.

A slip there meant death.The way Nagger trembled in every muscle showed his feelings.But he never flinched.He would follow Slone anywhere, providing Slone rode him or led him.And here, as riding was impossible, Slone went before.If the horse slipped there would be a double tragedy, for Nagger would knock his master off the cliff.Slone set his teeth and stepped down.He did not let Nagger see his fear.He was taking the greatest risk he had ever run.

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