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and once more his jaws were laden with The 

 Boy s provision. In his eagerness to take them 

 all, two fish slipped to the floor ; Pisew be 

 came frightened, and bolted with those he had 

 in his mouth. &quot; I can t go back any more/ he 

 thought, as he rushed away ; &quot; but I ve done well, 

 I Ve done very well.&quot; 



The Boy returned with the water, took his axe 

 and cut some wood. He did not miss the fish. 

 Pisew carried his stolen goods away and cached 

 them. 



That night Whisky-Jack, sitting on his perch 

 under the extended end of the roof, heard some 

 thing that gave him a start. Rod had discovered 

 the loss of his Fish. 



&quot; My God ! this is serious,&quot; the Bird heard him 

 say. &quot; Two fish and a handful of flour for ten 

 days food perhaps longer. This is terrible. 

 It s that Devil of the Woods, Carcajou, who has 

 robbed me, I suppose he stole the bacon be 

 fore. If I only could get a chance at him with a 

 rifle, I d settle his thieving life.&quot; 



The misery in The Boy s voice touched 

 Whisky-Jack. 



&quot; Pisew has done this evil thing,&quot; he chirped to 

 himself. &quot; If he has, he has broken his oath of 

 the Boy-care.&quot; 



