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Chapter 53

           Wasthis,too,afancy?Hedoubtedthecorrectnessofhisvision.Hehadbeguntobelievethathisbrainwasdistempered.

           Butitwasclearenoughnow.Therewerenocoyotés.Whatcouldhavefrightenedthemoff?

           Acryofjoywassentforthfromhislips,asheconjecturedacause.Tarahadreturned?PerhapsPhelimalongwithhim?Therehadbeentimeenoughforthedeliveryofthemessage.Fortwohourshehadbeenbesiegedbythecoyotés.

           Heturneduponhisknee,andbendingoverthebranch,scannedthecirclearoundhim.Neitherhoundnorhenchmanwasinsight.Nothingbutbranchesandbushes!

           Helistened.Nosound,saveanoccasionalhowl,sentbackbythecoyotésthatstillseemedtocontinuetheirretreat!Morethaneverwasitlikeanillusion.Whatcouldhavecausedtheirscampering?

           Nomatter.Thecoastwasclear.Thestreamletcouldnowbeapproachedwithoutdanger.Itswatersparkledunderhiseyesitsripplingsoundedsweettohisears.

           Descendingfromthetree,hestaggeredtowardsitsbank,andreachedit.

           Beforestoopingtodrink,heoncemorelookedaroundhim.Eventheagonyofthirstcouldnotstiflethesurprise,stillfreshinhisthoughts.Towhatwasheindebtedforhisstrangedeliverance?

           Despitehishopethatitmightbethehound,hehadanapprehensionofdanger.

           Oneglance,andhewascertainofit.Thespottedyellowskinshiningamongtheleavesthelong,litheformcrawlinglikeasnakeoutoftheunderwoodwasnottobemistaken.

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