"I got a flash of something red which looked like a fox," said Bud.
"Didn't he come through the field this way?" inquired another member of the club.
"No," said Bud. "I am sure he didn't come this way."
"Did he go through the field beyond the fence?" inquired another.
"No," returned Bud. "I am sure he did not."
"Well, where in the dickens did he go?" queried Denby.
"Ask me something easy," said Bud. "He is certainly a sly fellow."
"It is just as I have said all the time," put in Denby. "He has got a hole under the wall somewhere. Boys we have got to search the wall more carefully. Call in the pack and let's go at it systematically."
For half an hour the men and dogs searched the wall, going almost as far as the Leaning Pine. Once when one of the members looked up into the top of the queer tree, Bud's heart gave a jump of excitement. But the hunter soon went back to his
