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"Horses!" exclaimed Natividad. "Then we have them. They are probably making for the Ouzco, or some place round Titicaca. But they are bound to pass through Veintemilla's lines, and we shall catch them at Canete or Pisco."
As Natividad had surmised, the riders were cavalrymen sent out from Chorillos at his order. They ran toward them, Uncle Francis questioning the Marquis, who did not answer. Indeed, Don Christobal, doubly anxious now that his son had left his side, could not contain himself. Hardly had the troopers dismounted than he swung himself into the nearest saddle, and rode off after Dick.
"Sheer madness," growled Natividad. "If they ever overhaul the Indians, they are lost."
"What are we going to do now?" demanded Uncle Francis. Maria-Teresa's fate moved him deeply, particularly from a literary point of view, but under the circumstances he asked no better than to keep a little in the background.
"We can only follow at a distance," replied Natividad.
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