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They felt that it was a race for the life of the valuable little animal , and they did not spare themselves . Two days afterward , late in the afternoon , they came to the little railway village that had been their starting-point . The cub seemed no better -- worse , if anything . There was a train for Toronto at eight o'clock that night . The boys hurried to the hotel where they had left their baggage , and changed their tattered woods garments for more civilized clothing . There was time to eat a civilized supper , with bread and vegetables and jam , -- almost forgotten luxuries , -- and time also to send a telegram to Maurice Stark . They carried the cage of foxes to the hotel with them , for they were determined henceforth not to let the animals out of their sight for a moment .