To Umisk and his companions they said: "RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" Baree stood rigid and motionless now.

In amazement he watched the four little beavers plunge into the pond and disappear.

He heard the sounds of other and heavier bodies striking the water.

And then there followed a strange and disquieting silence.

Softly Baree whined, and his whine was almost a sobbing cry.