Joe sent word sayin' as I was to meet you and tell you not to git up there before late to-morrer afternoon." "Ho, ho! Doing the family washing, eh ?" chortled Hippy.

"Fine guide you have selected, Tom Gray.

Hey there!" Hippy made a spring for the bull pup, who had fastened his teeth in the neck of a fox terrier, and picked his dog up by the handle of the shawl strap.

The fox terrier came up with Hindenburg, by which name the bull was known, and it required the united efforts of Tom and Hippy to extricate the fox terrier from Hindenburg's tenacious grip.
"It might be wise to hang onto your dog, Hippy," advised Tom.

"You are to show us the way to Shafto's, I presume ?" questioned Tom Gray, addressing the boy again.
"Naw.