"When we drove him off, thinking he was a bear,
of course he had to hunt a new hiding-place, and it is possible that
he is now camping close about there on the main shore. If I can find
his camp, I'll take a good look at it. If I don't see the pointer
there, well and good; I shall be very glad of it. But if he is there,
I must get hold of him somehow. Don has been swindled out of enough
money by the black sheep of our family, and he shan't lose any more
by them if I can help it."
As this thought passed through David's mind, an expression of
determination settled on his face, which did not fail to attract the
notice of Dan, who just then happened to look into the cabin to see
what his brother was doing.
"What you lookin' that ar way fur?" demanded Dan. "Ain't puttin' up a
job on me, be you?"
David replied that he was not.
"You'll take the pinter to Don an' fetch me back the ten dollars,
honor bright?" continued Dan.
"That is what I promised to do, isn't it?" asked David in reply. "But
if I can help it you will never have the dog in your possession
again," he added, mentally. "I didn't promise that I wouldn't head
you off if I could."
"An' you won't answer no questions? Don said in that notice that he
wouldn't ax none.
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