He won't go out of his range, an' neither is he going to show himself on the open slopes like that up there.

Metoosin ought to be along with the dogs inside of three or four days, an' when we get that bunch of Airedales in action, there'll be some fun." Langdon sighted at the fire through the polished barrel of his rifle, and said doubtfully: "I've been having my doubts about Metoosin for a week back.

We've come through some mighty rough country." "That old Indian could follow our trail if we travelled on rock," declared Bruce confidently.

"He'll be here inside o' three days, barring the dogs don't run their fool heads into too many porcupines.

An' when they come"-- he rose and stretched his gaunt frame--"we'll have the biggest time we ever had in our lives.