"Ain't you got a feelin'?" Mun persisted.
"I ain't had any kind of feeling I can count on since the night Melinda
horned in on our coon hunt."
Mun sighed unhappily. "Goshamighty. Wish I'd of turn't her back that
night."
"Wish you had," Harky agreed. "We wouldn't be in this fix now."
"If it's jest a common coon, Duckfoot'll soon have it up," Mun said.
"You can git him an' still have the night to prowl for Old Joe."