" Thus, he
viewed with sluggish non-interest the advent of the dog. He had
scented Lad for as long a time as Lad had scented him. But he had
eaten on, unperturbed. For he knew himself to be the match of any
four dogs; especially if the dogs were unaccompanied by men. And,
a long autumn of food had dulled his temper.
So, he merely checked his honey-gorging long enough to roll a
rotted log to one side and to scoop up from under it a pawful of
fat white grubs which had decided to winter beneath the decayed
trunk. Then, absent-mindedly brushing aside a squadron of
indignant bees, he continued his sweet feast.
As Lad rounded the boulder and came to a growling halt, the bear
raised his honey-smeared head, showed a yellowing fang from under
one upcurled corner of his sticky lips; and glowered evilly at
the collie from out of his reddening little eyes. Then he made as
though to go on eating.
But Lad would not have it so. Into his rejuvenated heart stole a
tinge of the mischief which makes a collie puppy dash harrowingly
at a tethered cow. Barking with sheer delight in the excitement
of meeting this savage-looking monster, the dog rushed merrily at
the bear.
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