That was done this mornin'.

Come on, now.

Let's see if we can trail him." Dale stooped now, studying the grass, and holding Pedro.

Suddenly he straightened up with a flash in his gray eyes.
"Here's where he jumped." But Helen could not see any reason why Dale should say that.

The man of the forest took a long stride then another.
"An' here's where that lion lit on the back of the deer.