"Don't you know what it is?"
"No."
"That's the varmint which tried to eat you up last night."
"Not the wild-cat?"
"The very same. This is where Johnny Green lives. He's skinned the animal. That's its hide."
Roger stared with much interest at the fur, stretched out to tan. A few hours before it had been a wild-cat bent on doing him mischief. Just then Johnny Green stalked out of his cabin.
"Sagoola!" he exclaimed, pleasantly, grinning expansively in recognition of Roger and Adrian.
"Sagoola!" replied Adrian. "Glad to see you, Johnny. Get home all right last night?"
"Sartin, sure. Got coon, too."
"You did? Where?"