THE LAW OF THE BOUNDARIES 



F I^HREE days later, as had been spoken in 

 -A the Council, Black King, accompanied 

 by three Fox Brothers, and his Mother the 

 Red Widow, crept cautiously into the open 

 space that was fringed by a tangle of Red and 

 Gray Willows, inside of which grew a second 

 frieze of Raspberry Bushes, sat on his haunches 

 and peered discontentedly, furtively about. 

 There was nobody, nothing in sight nothing 

 but the dilapidated old Hudson s Bay Company s 

 Log Shack that had been a Trading Post, and 

 against which Time had leaned so heavily that 

 the rotted logs were sent sprawling in a discon 

 solate heap. 



&quot; This does not look overmuch like our Coun 

 cil Court, does it, Dame ? &quot; he asked of the Red 

 Widow. &quot; I, the King, am first to arrive 

 ah, here is Rof ! &quot; as Blue Wolf slouched into 

 the open, his froth-lined jaws swinging low in 

 suspicious watchfulness. 



