“Hello! A beaver!” cried Bobbie. “I haven’t seen one of them for a long while! I’m going to get him! I’ll take him home for a pet!”
And then, running as fast as he could, Bobbie chased after Toto, wishing to catch our little friend with the broad, flat tail.
“My goodness!” thought Toto as he saw Bobbie coming. “I’d better run!”
CHAPTER VIII
TOTO MEETS BLACKIE
By this time Bobbie had forgotten all about the tramps who took the jewelry. He was thinking only of catching Toto.
“Oh ho! You’re a fine, fat one!” laughed Bobbie. “I’d like you for a pet!”
“I’ve got to get away as fast as I can!” thought Toto. “I wish I had not come so far from the dam and the water back of it. If I could find some deep water now I’d dive into it and this boy chap couldn’t find me. I’d stay under a long time.”
But, just then, Toto could see no water near him, though he remembered he had swum in a brook almost up to the house into which the tramps had broken to get food and the box of jewelry.