We'll pick up the track in your brule.

Does any one know you're going ?" "No, only Fusie.

He wanted to come, but I wouldn't have it.

Fusie gets so excited." Hughie's calmness was not phenomenal.

He could hardly stand still for two consecutive seconds.
"Well, let's go," and Don set off on a trot, with one of the black dogs in leash and the other following, and after him came Hughie running lightly.
In twenty minutes they were at the manse clearing.
"Now," said Don, pulling up, "where did you say you saw his track ?" "Just back of the house there, and round the barn, and then straight for the brule." The boys stood looking across the fallen timber toward the barn.
"There's Fido barking," said Hughie.