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 &quot; Hello ! &quot; Carcajou exclaimed, suddenly. &quot; I 



smell Castoreum ; or is it Sikak the Skunk ? &quot; 



When they came to the Lynx Snare, almost 

 immediately, he circled around gingerly in the 

 snow, examining every bush, and stick, and sem 

 blance of track ; then he peered into the little 

 stockade. &quot;It s ail right!&quot; he declared; u that 

 Francois is a double-dealing Breed. I have 

 known him set a Snare like this for Pisew, and 

 a little to one side put a Number Four Steel 

 Trap, nicely covered up, to catch an unsuspicious, 

 simple-minded Wolverine.&quot; 



&quot; Why don t you also say honest, modest, Wol 

 verine ? &quot; derided W T hisky-Jack. 



&quot; But that s a Snare for Pisew, right enough,&quot; 

 continued Carcajou. 



&quot; It is ! &quot; added Black Fox. 



&quot; Watch me spring it ! &quot; commanded Carcajou, 

 tearing with his strong jaws and stronger feet at 

 the fastening which held down the bent poplar. 

 Swish ! And the freed sapling shot into the air, 

 dangling the cord like a hangman s noose invit 

 ingly before their eyes. &quot; Now if any one wants 

 the Fish-head, he may have it,&quot; he added. 



&quot; Not with Castoreum Sauce,&quot; said Black Fox. 

 Even Blue Wolf turned his nose up at it. 



&quot; Well, I 11 eat it myself,&quot; bravely remarked 

 Wolverine, &quot; for I m hungry.&quot; 



