It bounced straight up to turn round with startling quickness, and it gave forth a rattling sound; then it crawled out of sight.
"Por--cu--pine!" whispered Bo, pantingly.

"It might--as well--have been--an elephant!" Helen uttered a long, eloquent sigh.

She would not have cared to describe her emotions at sight of a harmless hedgehog.
"Listen!" warned Dale, very low.

His big hand closed over Helen's gauntleted one.

"There you have--the real cry of the wild." Sharp and cold on the night air split the cry of a wolf, distant, yet wonderfully distinct.