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go to brains, I suppose. Lucky for you fellows, 

 too.&quot; 



&quot; No, Wise Bird,&quot; began Lynx, &quot; you don t need 

 horns or teeth to defend yourself; your tongue, 

 like Sikak s tail, keeps everybody away.&quot; 



cc Let s go home,&quot; grunted Wolverine ; &quot; I m 

 so full I can hardly walk.&quot; 



&quot; I 11 give you a ride on my back, generous 

 Benefactor,&quot; smirked Pisew. 



&quot; He thinks you have cached some of the 

 bacon,&quot; sneered Jack ; &quot; he 11 be full of gratitude 

 while the pork lasts.&quot; 



Soon the Boundaries were silent, for full- 

 stomached animals sleep well. 



While there was feasting in the Boundaries 

 there was much desolation in the Shack. Frar^ois 

 and The Boy had returned late to their wrecked 

 home, and the Trapper s speech when he saw 

 the debris, was something of wondrous entangle 

 ment, for an excited French Half-breed has a 

 vocabulary all his own, and our friend was ex 

 cited in the superlative degree. He knew it was 

 Carcajou who had robbed him, for there were 

 plaster casts of his brazen foot all over the mortar- 

 like floor. 



&quot; We can t go to de new trap-place dis way,&quot; 

 the Half-breed said; &quot;we don got no grub, de 

 dis he s gone, an de poison, an it jes look like 



