BOBBY LYNX OF KOUND-TOP 63 
short, angry purrs and Bobby and 
Tommy, close at her heels, answered with 
frightened, little snarls that told her they 
were safely bounding along behind her. 
Not until they reached old Round-Top 
did she pause for a breath and then only 
for an instant to see if the hunter were 
still coming. Fortunately for her and the 
little cats, the hunter had given up the 
chase long before, as well he knew he 
could not possibly keep up with three 
leaping, bounding, frightened lynx flee¬ 
ing for their lives! Quietly, Mrs. Lynx 
led her children to the safe cavern where 
they all stretched out. The Hollow Tree 
House had become too small for them 
long ago and they now lived in the cave, 
the stone floor of which was dry and soft 
with its bed of dead leaves. 
Mother Lynx closed her eyes as she lay 
down on the floor of the cave and, again, 
Bobby licked the red gash made in her 
