"Yes."
"How far from here?" questioned the doctor's son.
"A good quarter of a mile."
"Oh, that's not so far!" exclaimed Giant. "Come on after them, fellows."
"Wait till I get down," said Whopper, coming as quickly as he could.
"Don't go ahead yet."
"How are we going ahead, since you are the only one that knows where the game is?" answered the doctor's son.
As soon as Whopper was on the ground, they set off, taking the wild turkey with them. The shot had entered the heart of the turkey, killing it instantly, and its single flutter had only served to wedge it fast in the tree crotch.
"Boys, it is growing colder," announced Snap, as they proceeded.
"As if we didn't know it," answered Giant, slapping his hands together.
"And I think it is going to snow some more," went on Snap.