"I think my father will be much pleased," said the doctor's son. "I am sure they are right in line with what he wanted. But we must get a good many more."
"How about your watch, Shep?" asked Whopper.
"I declare, I forgot about it—-thinking of that lion," answered the doctor's son. "We'll have to go to that lonely cabin and see if I can't get it back from that crazy hermit—-if he is around."
A day's rest seemed to make Snap and Shep feel as lively as ever, but Whopper declared that he was still tired out, and, besides, he had scraped an ankle on the rocks and this was quite sore. He said that he was willing to take it quiet for at least a day or two more.
"We'll have to see about that lion, and about that hermit," declared
Shep. "Supposing we leave you and Tommy in camp this time, and take
Giant along?"
"All right," said Whopper.
"Do you think you can manage—-if the Spink tribe come to bother you?" asked Snap.
"I think so—-unless they come at night."
"You'll have to risk that."
"Wags will watch out at night," said Tommy. "He's better as a watch dog at night than he is in the daytime."