He moved like a panther.

Never in all his life had Hervey Willetts seen such an exhibition of scouting.
Presently Tom paused, holding open the brush.

"Hervey," he said in the faintest whisper, "they say you're happy-go-lucky.

Are you willing to risk your life--again ?" "I'm yours sincerely forever, Slady." "We're going home the short way; we're going down the way the turtle did," Tom whispered.

"It's the only way--look.