68 ON THE EDGE OF THE WILDERNESS 
Reddy was four hundred feet to the good at 
the road, thanks to the snow, which held him up 
better than the dog, and to his brief rest. He 
leaped a stone wall on the farther side, ran out a 
hundred feet and back again, and crouched down 
close. Over the wall sprang Lucy, and out on 
his track. Like light he was up and over into the 
road again, while the hound bayed her perplexity 
at the dead end of his track. He made up the 
road, hidden by the wall, and was out of sight 
around a bend before the dog was once more on 
his trail. 
Far up the road just passing around the next 
bend, Reddy saw an empty lumber sledge, jan- 
gling along at a trot, the driver, of course, with 
his back to the rear end. Reddy leaped ahead 
with redoubled energy. As he caught up to the 
sled, he made a long, light spring, and landed si- 
lently upon it. The driver never heard him. 
Crouching down, one eye on the driver, one on 
the road behind, he could see Lucy come into 
sight around the bend, and then suddenly lose the 
. track. She emitted again her bay of perplexity, 
which Reddy surely thought would attract the 
