Where was that bear of yours while all that uproar was in progress ?" demanded Tom.
"Same place the Lieutenant's pup was at--sleepin'!" returned Joe dryly.
Tom turned away laughing.

He and Hippy rustled boughs for new lean-tos, chopped wood for the night campfire, and began making a new camp a few rods from the one that had been destroyed by the falling tree and the forest fire.

The girls volunteered to assist in the work, but Hippy declared that they looked as if they needed sleep more than work.
The work on the lean-tos had not been finished when the Overlanders were summoned to supper.

There was little conversation until they had dulled the sharp edges of their appetites; then their drooping spirits revived and they began bantering each other.
Henry had come down to be on hand when the food was distributed and got many morsels during the meal.
The bear suddenly bristled, swayed his head from side to side, and began to growl.

At almost the same instant Hippy Wingate's bull pup was galvanized into life.