The Professor took his place in the chair and underwent a similar examination. The doctor turned to Lew and John.
“I believe we’ll keep the Professor with us a week or so. He’s suffering from exposure, and I don’t like a little rasp in his right lung. I think we can stop a beginning pneumonia.”
Bidding the Professor goodbye, Lew and John got back into the truck and turned it toward Pine Hill. John drove, and Lew was silent until they approached the Ranger’s headquarters. Then he began to speak.
“Wunst I had a houn’ what had the makin’s of a fust class cat dog. He hunted cats aw right. But when he come up with one he jest went right away ag’in. I purty nigh shot that houn’ fer bein’ afeared to fight. But I let him hang around a spell. Then one night I heard an awful rarin’ out in my appl
