And yet they knew that Baree was on the dam.

Where he lay, the sun fell in a warm flood, and it was so comfortable that after a time he had difficulty in keeping his eyes open to watch the pond.

Then he fell asleep.
Just how Beaver Tooth sensed this fact is a mystery.

Five minutes later he came up quietly, without a splash or a sound, within fifty yards of Baree.

For a few moments he scarcely moved in the water.