rowing down the distance between them and their quarry.
Then one of the gray marauders disappeared and Richard thought perhaps he had given up, but a quarter of an hour later he was dismayed beyond words to discover the wolf watching him from behind a tree trunk, not two rods away. The reason?
Silversheene was the first to discover the nearness of their foe, and wanted to attack, but Richard held him by the collar and took a careful aim at the wolf's head.
The light was not as good as it would have been in the daytime and he thought he missed, but he did not see the eyes again for an hour. Then they appeared behind another tree still nearer. Silversheene by this time was all eagerness to get at them, but Dick still restrained him. He wanted to save the noble dog for the fight at close range if they came to grips. He was afraid that two or three wolves might overpower him in the dark woods. Finally the eyes like living coals drew so close that they were
