"Way, way over. Deadman Canyon."
"Get the old wolf?"
The half-witted lad nodded his head vigorously several times.
"Yes," he said, "dead, dead, dead."
"Was the den just by the Sentinel Pine?"
"Yes."
"I reckon that's the wolf that's been givin' such a lot of trouble on the Arroyo," commented Rifle-Eye. "I went out after that wolf one day this spring, Ben, but I didn't get her. I waited at the den a long time, too."
"Two holes out of den, two. I wait, too. Long, long time. No come out. Plug up one hole. Long more time waited. Then wolf go in. I go in, too."
"You went into the wolf's den?" queried Wilbur in amazement.
"Yes, in. Far, far in."