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Sure enough, the great dog hit on the line of the wolves and got the

blood in his nostrils He was puzzled, his tail went like a flag in a

gale as he nosed it out

Prosper watched hio, but never troubled

his breath "Take your choice, friend," he said The dog beat to and

fro for so minutes He could not deny himself--he followed the

wolves

"That love-chase is like to be our salvation," said Prosper "Wait

now Here are soood as a

play to him--a hunter; but to Isoult, the wild little outcast, it was

deadly work Like all her class, she held dogs inthe very atteainst you

As Prosper had predicted, the dogs, coled in the cross-trail They hesitated over it, circled about it

as the first had done, and like him they followed the hotter and

fresher scent One, however, in a led out his own again They saw hi; in his time he saw

them He stopped, threw up his head, and bayed a succession of deep