I had a good talk with my dogs. “I’ve waited almost three years for this night,” I said, “and it hasn’t been easy.
I’ve taught you everything I know and I want you to do your best.”
Little Ann acted like she understood. She whined and saved me a wash job on my face.
Old Dan may have, but he didn’t act like it. He just lay there in the sunshine, all stretched out and limber as a rag.
During supper Mama asked me where I was going to hunt. “I’m not going far,” I said, “just down on the river.”
I could tell Mama was worried and it didn’t make me feel too good.
“Billy,” she said, “I don’t approve of this hunting, but it looks like I can’t say no;
not after all you’ve been through, getting your dogs, and all that training.”
“Aw, he’ll be all right,” Papa said. “Besides, he’s getting to be a good-size man now.”
“Man!” Mama exclaimed. “Why, he’s still just a little boy.”
“You can’t keep him a little boy always,” Papa said. “He’s got to grow up some day.”
“I know,” Mama said, “but I don’t like it, not at all, and I can’t help worrying.”
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