BOBBY LYNX OP BOUND-TOP 49 
ried him until he was at the very edge of 
the thicket! And there Long Pond shim¬ 
mered and silvered in the moonlight. 
Bobby stood on a big rock and looked at 
it. He had never seen this before, and all 
the curiosity of his little cat nature made 
him want to get a little closer and see 
what it was. 
Every little while he would pretend to 
be scared and dash back into the thicket, 
but,—there was the Hollow Tree House 
safe and sound, and out he would come 
again to watch and puzzle over this long, 
shimmering thing in the moonlight. 
Down below him, some new, silvery aspen 
leaves twinkled and fluttered in the spring 
wind and Bobby went a few steps down 
the bank to strike at them with his soft, 
little paws. A stone rolled down the hill¬ 
side and, in a flash, he was after it and, al¬ 
most before he knew it, his feet sank in 
the marsh at the bottom of the hill. It 
