IN THE WOODS
"What—what can it be?" faltered Ruth, as she clung to her sister.
"I—I don't know," answered Alice, and her voice was far from steady. "I wish we hadn't come in here."
"So do I!" Ruth confessed.
Nearer and nearer came the footfalls. Now the girls were able to distinguish that they were made by some four-footed beast, and not by a human being, for the sound came in a peculiar rhythm that was unmistakable. Also there could be heard a panting, sniffing sound, that could only be made by some beast.
"Oh, if it's a bear!" gasped Ruth.
"Silly!" chided Alice. She was less nervous now, for she realized, with Ruth's remark, that there were no savage beasts in that part of the country.
"Maybe it's only a cat," Alice suggested, after a moment.
"It's too big and heavy for a cat," objected Ruth. "Oh, there it is!" she suddenly cried, pointing to the doorway between the two rooms, and, looking, Alice saw a tawny animal standing looking at them in the fast falling darkness.
"It's only a dog!" cried Alice, in joyous relief. "A fine dog! Come here, sir!" she called, for Alice could make friends with almost any animal.