"He's begging!" cried Snap. "He must be hungry."

"I suppose he smelled our food and came for some," said Giant.
"Good little dog!" he cried. "Come here!" And as he snapped
his fingers the collie came up to him and allowed the small youth
to pat him on the head.

"That's your wild beast, Shep," said Whopper.

"Well, I knew it was something," answered the doctor's son. "That
dog must have been in the tent."

"More than likely," answered Snap. "See how friendly he is," he
added, for the collie was now leaping from one to another of the
boys and barking joyfully. Giant gave him a cruller and he ate the
dainty greedily.

"He's half starved," said Snap. "Must have wandered off into the
woods and got lost."

"Is there a name on his collar?" asked Whopper.

"No, only a license number," answered Giant after an examination.
"Looks to me as if he might be a valuable animal."

"I think I've seen that collie before," said Shep.

"So you did---in the tent," said Whopper quickly, and set up a laugh.