He remained sitting stolidly on his haunches, with his ears flattened, and in his whole attitude no sign of gladness at his master's coming.

With every instinct of caution developed to the highest degree within him, Jolly Roger was lightning quick to observe the significance of small things.
He spoke to Peter, caressed him with his hand, and moved on along the foot-trail toward the cabin.

Peter fell in behind him moodily, and after a few moments stopped, and squatted on his haunches again.

Jolly Roger was puzzled.
"What is it, Peter ?" he asked.

"Are you afraid of that wolverine--" Peter whined softly; but even as he whined, his ears were flat, and his eyes filled with a red light as they glared down the trail beyond the outlaw.