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he s a generous Chap, but Sakwasew is a greedy 

 little snip, I think. I never knew a Mink yet 

 that was n t selfish.&quot; 



&quot; I don t know how long we shall have to look 

 after this Man-Cub,&quot; Mooswa said, when he, and 

 Rof, and Black King talked the matter over that 

 evening. &quot; Francois is a good Trapper, we all 

 know that to our sorrow, and he likes The Boy, 

 for he was years with his Father, the Factor, as 

 servant to the Company, but still he s a Breed, 

 and if there s any fire-water at The Landing it is 

 hard to say when he may get back ; besides, the 

 breath of the mountain that shrivelled us all for 

 two days may have got into his heart.&quot; 



&quot; My Pack hunts for three days in the far 

 Boundaries,&quot; muttered Blue Wolf. 



&quot; Why ? &quot; asked the King, sharply. 



&quot; In three days I will tell Your Majesty,&quot; 

 answered Rof, shutting his jaws with a snap. 



&quot;Well, well,&quot; exclaimed Black Fox, &quot;in the 

 Year of Starvation there is no preserve. We 

 hunt where we find, and eat where we catch ; 

 and only the Kit-law and the Cub-law, and the 

 Seventh Year Law of the Wapoos is binding.&quot; 



Blue Wolf disappeared for three days ; and for 

 three days Umisk cut wood for The Boy, and 

 Carcajou dropped it down the chimney. Mooswa 

 went every day and rubbed his horns against the 



