The road which he was following ran through the woods along the
top of the mountain and was comparatively little traveled, most
persons preferring the lower road which, although longer, was not
near so rough or hilly.
Pepper met but few people on the way, and had gone rather more than
half the distance when, as he was descending the slope of a small
hill, he observed coming down the opposite slope a horse and wagon,
about which there was something familiar.
"That looks like the rig that Monkey Rae was driving the other day,"
he thought, as he looked at it again. "If he is in it, I think I
had better do the disappearance act until he goes by."
Stepping from the road he waited behind a small thicket until the
wagon came nearer, when he saw that it was being driven by the man
who had been with Monkey when they had taken the boat, and that,
following the wagon was a big, ugly-looking, mongrel dog, that was
dashing from one side of the road to the other, interspersed with
little excursions into the woods.
"Gee!" thought Pepper, "I wouldn't want to fall into their hands.
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