The snow had disappeared and the
day promised to be an unusually warm one. They did not look for
any game, and when a rabbit crossed their path nobody shot at it.
"We are after other game to-day," observed Snap, grimly.
"If only we have the same success as we had when we caught that
nigger," came from Whopper. "That was dead easy."
"I don't think we'll catch him asleep," said Shep. "He is a wide-awake
fellow, if nothing else."
On and on they went, covering several miles. They passed the trees
that were loaded with nuts, but did not stop, and soon came in sight
of the clearing.
"Now go slow," cautioned Snap. "If he sees us from a distance he
may take it into his head to run away."
"Maybe one or two of us had better go forward and investigate,"
suggested Giant.
This was thought a good plan, and Snap and Shep went forward, slowly
and cautiously, until they gained the very edge of the clearing.
"I see smoke coming out of the chimney," said Snap. "That would
seem to show he is still there."
The door to the old cottage was tightly closed, and growing bolder,
the two young hunters walked to it and knocked loudly.
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