His neck was stiff, his legs were like stilts, and five times in as many minutes he stubbed his clumsy toes and fell down in his efforts to keep up with the cub.

On top of this his eyes were so nearly closed that his vision was bad, and the fifth time he stumbled he lost sight of Neewa entirely, and sent out a protesting wail.

Neewa stopped and began prodding with his nose under a rotten log.

When Miki came up Neewa was flat on his belly, licking up a colony of big red vinegar ants as fast as he could catch them.

Miki studied the proceeding for some moments.