resemblance to a human figure.

"It can't be there," he muttered; "or if it was, it do n't amount--"

His senses were aroused to the highest pitch, and he was all
attention.

Just as the thoughts were running through his head, he caught the
slightest possible rustle from some point behind him. He turned his
head like lightning, and looked and listened. He could dimly discern
the open moonlit space to which reference has already been made; but
the intervening trees and undergrowth prevented anything like a
satisfactory view.

"There's where it seemed to come from," he said, to himself; "and yet
I do n't see how an Indian could have got there without our finding it
out. Maybe it was n't anything, after all."

lIe waited and listened awhile longer, but no more. Anxious to learn
what it all meant, he began a cautious movement toward the open space,
for the purpose of finding out.


CHAPTER IV
FACING LONE WOLF

Fred's few weeks spent in crossing the plains on his way to the valley
of the Rio Pecos had taught him much of the ways of the Indians, and
he knew that if any of the scamps were in his immediate neighborhood,
it would be almost impossible for him to stir from his position by the