21/26 It's got away with three of our dogs, an' we oughter put a stop to it. What d'ye say ?" Henry nodded his consent. Bill cautiously slipped the gun from under the sled-lashing. The gun was on the way to his shoulder, but it never got there. For in that instant the she-wolf leaped sidewise from the trail into the clump of spruce trees and disappeared. |