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"ITS AWFUL EASY TO GET LOST".
The Kid wriggled uncomfortably in the saddle and glanced at the narrow-browed face of H.J.Owens, who was looking this way and that at the enfolding hills and scowling abstractedly.

The Kid was only six, but he was fairly good at reading moods and glances, having lived all his life amongst grown-ups.
"It's a pretty far ways to them baby bear cubs," he remarked.

"I bet you're lost, old-timer.

It's awful easy to get lost.