See that timber down there?
That's where our camp should be.

What do you say to goin' back over the divide with our horses an' moving up here ?" "And leave our grizzly until to-morrow ?" Bruce nodded.
"We can't go after 'im and leave our horses tied up in the creek-bottom back there." Langdon boxed his glasses and rose to his feet.

Suddenly he grew rigid.
"What was that ?" "I didn't hear anything," said Bruce.
For a moment they stood side by side, listening.

A gust of wind whistled about their ears.

It died away.
"Hear it!" whispered Langdon, and his voice was filled with a sudden excitement.
"The dogs!" cried Bruce.
"Yes, the dogs!" They leaned forward, their ears turned to the south, and faintly there came to them the distant, thrilling tongue of the Airedales! Metoosin had come, and he was seeking them in the valley!.