"If Willie has him, he won't hurt him, but it mayn't be easy to get him away.

We must creep up and see what can be done." Half dead as some of the trees were, there was foliage enough upon them to hide Willie, and Turkey hoped it would help to hide our approach.

He went down on his hands and knees, and thus crept towards the knoll, skirting it partly, because a little way round it was steeper.

I followed his example, and found I was his match at crawling in four-footed fashion.

When we reached the steep side, we lay still and listened.
"He's there!" I cried in a whisper.
"Sh!" said Turkey; "I hear him.