Freckles dropped the otter and ran to her head.
"For pity's sake, get her on the trail, sir," he begged.

"She's just about where the old king rattler crosses to go into the swamp--the old buster Duncan and I have been telling you of.

I haven't a doubt but it was the one Mother Duncan met.

'Twas down the trail there, just a little farther on, that I found her, and it's sure to be close yet." McLean slid from Nellie's back, led her into the trail farther down the line, and tied her to a bush.

Then he went to examine the otter.