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Ch served to hasten the scramble of the rest of the party through the
underbrush to a breathless pace.
Another gray ball hung to another limb and this time the derisive
Jake succeeded in the shake-down and the bagging amid the most
breathless excitement. It was a sight to see the sophisticated little
animal lie like dead and be picked up and handled in a state of seeming
lifeless rigidity--a display
of self-control that seemed to argue a superiority of instinct

over reason. After this
opening event the hunt swept on with a rapidly mounting
count and a heavier and heavier bag. And, too, it was just as well
that no one in particular, save the defrauded Hobson, who was obliged
to conceal his chagrin, was especially
mindful of the whereabouts of Caroline and the
poet. In fact, it would have been difficult for them to have located
themselves in answer to a wireless inquiry. Andrew
had started out from the hiding tree with the intention of cutting
across the trail of the hunters at right angles a little up the ravine,
and he had trusted

to a six-year-old remembrance of the lay of the land as he led the way
across the frosty meadow and up the ridge at a brisk pace.
Caroline swung lithely along beside him and in the matter of fences
took Polly's
policy of a hand up and then a high vault, which made for practically
no delay. They skirted the tangle
of buck bushes and came out on the edge of the cliff just as the hunt
swept by at

their feet

and on up the creek
bed. They were both breathless and tingling with the exertion of their
climb. "There they go--left
behind--no ca