In the moonlight he brought himself together with a jerk.

He came and laid a hand on David's shoulder.
"That was Baree," he said.

"The dog has followed us." "He is not very far in the forest," answered David.
"No.

He smells us.

He is waiting out there for you." There was a moment's silence between them as they listened.
"I will take him a fish," said David, then.