"We won't find out by sitting down, and maybe we'll find something or some one if we keep going long enough."
West glanced suddenly behind him. "I thought so," he said in a low tone. "I thought I'd been hearing something."
Orman's gaze followed that of his companion. "Anyway we got a good reason now for not sitting down or turning back," he said.
"He's been following us for a long time," observed West. "I heard him quite a way back, now that I think of it."
"I hope we're not detaining him."
"Why do you suppose he's following us?" asked West.
"Perhaps he's lonesome."
"Or hungry."
"Now that you mention it, he does look hungry," agreed Orman.
"This is a nasty place to be caught too. The trail's so narrow and with this thick undergrowth on both sides we couldn't get out of the way of a charge. And right here the trees are all too big to climb."