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Lynx laughed at this. Why shouldn t he 

 he was so very hungry ? 



&quot;Well,&quot; said the Bird, &quot;mind I don t wish to 

 lead you to it don t ask you to go in fact, 

 I think you had better keep away ; but Dumpty s 

 Fat-eating is hidden under the roots of that big 

 up-turned Spruce, just where Mooswa s trail 

 crosses the Pelican on its way to his Moose-yard.&quot; 



&quot; Do you really think it was hidden there by 

 Carcajou ? &quot; asked Lynx. &quot; Is it not Fran9ois s 

 cache or some last year s cache of another 

 Man ? They are always wandering about 

 through the Boundaries, looking for the yellow 

 dust that is washed down by running waters, 

 or for the white metal that sleeps in rocks.&quot; 



&quot; No, the white Meat belongs to our hump 

 backed Comrade at least he rustled it from the 

 Breed s Shack,&quot; answered Jay. 



&quot; Perhaps after all it would not be fair to take 

 it, then,&quot; whined Lynx. &quot; I am hungry oh, 

 so hungry, but to steal from one of our Com 

 rades, even to save one s life I would rather 

 die, I believe.&quot; 



&quot; Prince of deceitful wretches ! &quot; muttered Jay 

 to himself. &quot; Oh, the cant of it ! now he means 

 to steal it sure, but is afraid that I may inform 

 against him.&quot; 



&quot;I 11 not touch the Fat-eating,&quot; continued 



