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his hole toward that old, familiar bush, and had 

 no thought of anything but the joy of eating. 

 And Tito curled herself and braced her sinewy 

 legs, and measured the distance between, until 

 it dwindled to not more than three good jumps ; 

 then up and like an arrow she went, and grabbed 

 and bore him off at last. 



Now it will never be known whether it was 

 accident or design that led to the placing of 

 that apple, but it proved important, and if such 

 a thing were to happen once or twice to a 

 smart Coyote, — and it is usually clever ones 

 that get such chances, — it might easily grow into 

 a new trick of hunting. 



After a hearty meal Tito buried the rest in 

 a cold place, not to get rid of it, but to hide it 

 for future use ; and a little later, when she was 

 too weak to hunt much, her various hoards of 

 this sort came in very useful. True, the meat 

 had turned very strong ; but Tito was not 

 critical, and she had no fears or theories of 

 microbes, so suffered no ill effects. 



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