Baree rose stealthily, and after a moment in which he gathered all his remaining strength, he made a rush for her.

His teeth sank into her breast--and not until then did he see Sekoosew.

The ermine had raised his head from the death grip at the partridge's throat, and his savage little red eyes glared for a single instant into Baree's.

Here was something too big to kill, and with an angry squeak the ermine was gone.

Napanao's wings relaxed, and the throb went out of her body.