"If he was drowsing there, it's a sign no intruders have tried to get into the house yet.

He's been here a day.

And that's long enough for a dog like Bobby to learn the step and the scent of the people who have a right here and to resent any one who doesn't belong.

Now, what's the shortest way to the main road ?" "The shortest way to the house," called the girl, over her shoulder, "is the way I'm going now." "But, Miss Standish!" he protested.

"Please--" She did not answer.