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&quot;Aren t you, Mink? Who cut the throats 

 of Gray Hen, the Grouse s, Children, last July, 

 when they were still in their pin-feathers ? But 

 I suppose that is n t breaking the Law of the 

 Boundaries,&quot; cried Lynx, taking Mink s observa 

 tion to himself. 



&quot; Oh, no,&quot; chipped in Whisky-Jack; &quot;certain 

 of you Animals think keeping the Law is not get 

 ting caught. My own opinion is, you re as bad 

 as Men. When Francois puts out the White 

 Death-powder, he thinks he is keeping Man s 

 law if the Red Coats do not catch him ; and Sak- 

 wasew cuts the throat of Chick-Grouse, and you, 

 Pisew, eat Kit Beaver, and it s all within the Law 

 if there be no witnesses. I don t know what we 

 are coming to.&quot; 



&quot; Stop wrangling, you Subjects ! &quot; commanded 

 Black King ; and the silvered fur on his back 

 stood straight up in anger. &quot; I 11 order Rof to 

 thrash you soundly, if you don t stop this.&quot; 



Pisew slunk tremblingly behind a tree, and 

 Carcajou, humping his back, exclaimed : &quot; Brother 

 Nekik, I 11 fish out that Trap for you ; I m sure 

 it s there my good nose lines the track of a 

 Man straight to the hole.&quot; In less than two 

 minutes he triumphantly swung a steel-jawed 

 thing up on the bank. &quot; There, what did I tell 

 you ! &quot; he boasted proudly. &quot; But the ring is on 



