"What's up?" Bob asked aware that something had happened.
"There's a dog team coming this way," he told them.
"How far away?"
"Must be nearly a mile. There's a big open space just ahead and he's about half way cross it."
"How many men did you see?"
"Only one."
"Then it must be Long."
"That's what I think."
"What'll we do?" Bob asked turning to Lucky.
"We go 'long, meet heem in open."