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But before he could take aim there was a sudden quick movement in Kiddie's sleeping-place, a sharp flash, and a loud report that was mingled with a fierce howl and a heavy thud. Kiddie had leapt to his feet and was ready to fire a second shot at the beast that was writhing and snarling at his feet. "Keep back, Rube," he said calmly. "He ain't dead yet. But I've got him.
"There's nothing like beginning early. Can you swim, kiddie?" "Not not far," said Toppin cautiously. "I can swim with my arms all right, only I sometimes put one foot on the ground." "If you don't swim, you'll sink, you know," explained Armitage. "This is deep water." "Not so very; only five feet," rejoined Toppin. "I'm not funky. Of course I know how to swim. I've watched frogs awfully closely."
If he was only shelterin', why didn't he walk out again when the storm was through?" "I'm supposin' it was a snowstorm, or else a fierce blizzard," Kiddie went on. "As the snow got deeper an' deeper, it would block up the hole that he entered by, and he'd work his way higher an' higher to get at the purer air.
"I found a thread of the same yellow wool caught in one of poor Sheila's claws the middle claw of the left fore foot." "Dog got at him pretty close," conjectured Isa. "Guess Nick was right up agin her when he fired." "The hair ain't singed any round about the bullet hole," added Rube. "That's an important point," nodded Kiddie, turning and leading the way round to the front door of the cabin.
At dusk, when it was time for Rube's return, Kiddie got ready some venison cutlets and chipped potatoes for frying with them for supper. But before beginning his cooking he waited until he should hear Rube's signal call from afar. He sat by the fire listening for it with his eyes bent on the slope of the hill where he expected Rube to appear.
This might cause them surprise at first, but they very soon found that "the kiddie" was quite excellent as a mate, and could put them up to a good deal more than they usually knew about the Bush. Norah was invariably Jim's first thought. He was a big, quiet fellow, very like his father; not over-brilliant at books, but a first-rate sport, and without a trace of meanness in his generous nature.
Hold hard, though. Them stones didn't grow there. Guess they're too reg'lar. I c'n make out a ring of 'em." "Yes," said Kiddie. "So c'n I. Some queer that they should be arranged in a circle that way, ain't it? Are you able t' figure it out?" Rube pondered deeply, frequently looking down at the stones so precisely placed in a ring at the bottom of the lake.
Now, Rube knew well that to climb down a precipice is always more difficult than the ascent; and that to attempt the descent in a thick mist was doubly perilous. Kiddie argued, therefore, that Rube had either remained where he was when overtaken by the mist, or else that he had climbed farther up the mountain.
But it's sure he came out by the front door, leavin' it ajar." "Seems t' have made a big scoop," said the sheriff. "Must have known where you kept all that money an' jewellery. What was it all worth, Kiddie?" "I don't know yet," returned Kiddie. "I haven't had time to see just what he's taken an' what he has left. It's the dog that I'm troubled about most."
"She won't hear you all this way off," said Rube. "Wind's against you." "So it is," laughed Kiddie, stepping down from the chair. "Never mind! I shall see her in the morning. Sorry I disturbed you. Good night." During their camping trip Kiddie and Rube had accustomed themselves to early rising, and on the following morning they were out and about before the rest of the household.
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