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At Carcajou s pot-latch there was rare hilarity. 



&quot; I m proud of you, old Cunning,&quot; Blue 

 Wolf said, patronizingly, as he sat with distended 

 stomach licking the fat from his wire-haired 

 mustache. &quot; If anything should happen Black 

 King, which Wiesahkechack forbid ! we could not 

 do better than make you our next Ruler. I 

 have made a few good steals in my time, but 

 never anything like this. To be able to give a 

 Tea Dance of this sort ! Ghur-r-r ! &quot; he gurgled 

 in satisfaction, and rubbed his head and neck along 

 Wolverine s plump side affectionately, as a dog 

 caresses a man s leg. 



&quot; Not only wise, but so generous ! &quot; Lynx 

 said, oilily, for he too had eaten of the salted fat. 

 &quot; To remember one s Friends in the Day of 

 Plenty is truly noble ; I shall never forget this 

 kind invitation.&quot; 



&quot; Cheek ! &quot; muttered Jack, for he had not in 

 vited Pisew at all had purposely left him out 

 of the general call ; but Lynx, always craftily 

 suspicious, seeing a movement on among some 

 of the Animals, had followed up and discovered 

 the barbecue. 



&quot; I have n t eaten a meal like this since the 

 year before the Big Fire,&quot; murmured the Red 

 Widow, reminiscently. &quot; Easy Catching ! but the 

 Birds were thick that year and fat and lazy. 



