94 BOBBY LYNX OF ROUND-TOP 
halting steps he managed to reach the 
bank! It, too, was icy but the rocks and 
tree-roots gave him foothold and he 
slowly climbed up, giving sharp yelps of 
pain every time he forgot and tried to use 
his strained foot! 
As he reached the top of the high bank, 
he turned and looked back up the glitter¬ 
ing, icy gorge. Then he gave a piercing 
scream of rage and defiance and limped 
off through the pine forest to the dear, 
old Hollow Tree House. He had no 
breakfast that morning, nor for several 
mornings until the swelling and pain had 
left his foot; and never, never would he 
forget this enemy that he,—the wisest 
lynx on Round-Top, had failed to con¬ 
quer! 
