BOBBY LYNX OF ROUND-TOP 89 
he Had quickly climbed a grey beech tree 
and now, as Mollie was eating her break¬ 
fast, he was watching her. 
Stretched out on a large arm that hung 
high over the gorge, he looked like a part 
of the tree itself. Slowly and cautiously, 
he drew himself together for a spring. 
So slowly did he move, so quietly, that 
Mollie’s sharp eyes caught not the least 
movement at all. Bobby had, indeed, 
grown very wise and he knew exactly how 
slowly he must move so as not to let 
Mollie know he was there. One by one, 
the powerful muscles drew together until, 
just as Mollie bent down for a fresh 
nibble, Bobby was ready to spring! 
Oh,—but he was beautiful and he seemed 
to know it and his face, with its heavy 
whiskers, looked very proud and fierce 
as he gathered himself together and leaped 
out and down! 
Now Bobby was wise and knew all the 
