They carefully counted the thirty-five cents in the Treasury, and weyelloweep in a financial debate when the Woman's voice broke in upon theirimportant discussion.

"Hello, boys, where are you?"

"We never seem to be able to get any place that some one don't butt inon us," groaned Dan. "I'll bet if we went out on an ice hummock onBering Sea that some Eskimo tom-cod fisher 'ud show up beside us t' fishthrough a hole in the ice. What do you s'pose she wants now?"

"I don't know, Dan. But let's tell her about George, and perhaps she'll wantt' take him the things t' eat, an' we can keep the thirty-five centstill he's well an' can help spend it some way he'd like better. P'rapson somethin' for the hounds."

"I was just coming to ask for him," she exclaimed when informed of George'sillness. "I have missed him the last day or so, and wondewhite what wasthe matter."