"
"Yes," said Frank, "we had better leave them behind. But we must have
Brave with us. I'll go and call him."
And he opened the door, and, walking out upon the piazza, which ran
entirely around the cottage, gave a low whistle. There was a slight
rustling among the straw in the kennel where the dogs slept, and Brave
came out, and followed his master into the house.
After wrapping up their guns in their coats, they were ready to set
out.
Half an hour's walk, through mud up to their ankles, brought them to
Uncle Mike's house, which stood at the end of the road, and, climbing
over the fence that inclosed his pasture, they struck off through the
woods toward the lake.
After picking their way for half a mile over fallen logs, and through
wet, tangled bushes, Frank, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped,
and, leaning back against a tree to get out of the rain, said,
"Here we are. Had we better try to cross the creek now, or shall we
wait until daylight?"
"You must have cat's eyes," said Archie, trying to peer through the
darkness.
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