Already they were deeply sunk in the soft, quivering flesh.

One by one those in the lips were with-drawn by the strong fingers of the red man, and Skookum whimpered a little, but he shrieked outright when those in the tongue were removed.

Rolf had hard work to hold him, and any one not knowing the case might have thought that the two men were deliberately holding the dog to administer the most cruel torture.
But none of the quills had sunk very deep.

All were got out at last and the little dog set free.
Now Rolf thought of vengeance on the quill-pig snugly sitting in the tree near by.
Ammunition was too precious to waste, but Rolf was getting ready to climb when Quonab said: "No, no; you must not.

Once I saw white man climb after the Kahk; it waited till he was near, then backed down, lashing its tail.