Send her with Bart." It seemed as though the wolf-dog understood the written words, for now he moved toward Joan and she, with a cry, dropped the squealing puppy and caught the great head of Bart in her arms.

The puppy wailed, sitting down on his haunches, and quivering with grief.
"Daddy Dan wants me," explained Joan with bright eyes.

"He's sent for me.

Go quick, Bart!" The big animal lay down to facilitate her mounting.
"Joan!" called Kate.

The child hesitated and turned toward her.