Understanding Hector

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: Whimper whimper whinnnnnnnne!

: What's that ye say?  What did ye say?  Speak clearer, pup, so's I can understand ye.  Ye found something in the forest, ye say?  Well, give it here - - - Lordy, Lordy, if it ain't a piece o' Miss Marcia's dress, yes it is! 

: grrrrrrowl ruff! ruff!

: And ye smelled Hurons?  Don't be foolish, pup - there's been no Hurons around here for some time except for them that Doc Mary keeps up at her clinic, and they're hardly in condition to go on the warpath.  Did ye see anything of Miss Marcia?

: whinnnnnnne  whinnnnnnnnne (scampering back and forth to the door)

: I see.  Ye want me to follow ye.  It appears this mystery'll bear lookin' into.  All right, Hector.  Just give me a minute to get my powder horn and rifle, and I'll follow ye out there and see what's got ye so het up.  Stop scratchin' at that door!  Not goin' to do any good to tear the cabin down afore I can get the door open!  Okay Hector, lead on.  We'll get to the bottom o' this.

: She Who Tracks

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