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&quot; Don t say any more about it,&quot; pleaded Pisew, 

 &quot; and I 11 watch, oh, so carefully, most loyal, 

 true Lieutenant.&quot; 



Whisky-Jack s shrill call from a tree startled 

 the family of the Red Widow. 



&quot; Quick, Royal Son,&quot; she cried, &quot; there s a 

 danger signal. Listen : c Hee-e-e-p, hee-e-ep, 

 he-e-e-ep ! That means some one caught. 

 Where are my Sons ? All here but Stripes, 

 Goodness ! &quot; She wrung her paws miserably, and 

 in her eagerness rushed to the door. &quot; What is 

 it, Bringer of Evil News ? Who s caught 

 not my Baby Cub? &quot; she asked of Whisky-Jack. 



&quot; No, Good Dame. Would you believe it, 

 the cleverest one in all the Boundaries, except 

 ing your Son, is now keeping the jaws of a Trap 

 apart with his own soft paws it s Carcajou.&quot; 



&quot;What s to do?&quot; cried Black Fox, joining 

 his Mother. 



&quot; Carcajou is caught ! &quot; she answered, heaving 

 a sigh of relief that it was n t Cross-stripes. 



Jay Bird explained the situation. 



&quot; Nobody but Muskwa can spring a Number 

 Four Trap,&quot; asserted the King ; &quot; and he is 

 holed up these two days isn t he, Mother?&quot; 



&quot; Yes,&quot; she assented. &quot; And asleep by now. 

 You will find him at the big Burrow that is in 

 the fourth cut-bank from here up stream.&quot; 



