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" Oh yes, there is," a voice replied from behind 

 them, and the keeper stepped out and placed his 

 hand on the nearest one's coat-collar. His "pard- 

 ner" rushed forward to release him, but stopped 

 short ; for the keeper had shortened his hold of 

 his stout holly staff, and his retriever stepped for- 

 ward, looking very wicked. " Now then, stop that ! 

 It's no use ; down with your traps and cage ; don't 

 let me have to tell you twice about it. Open the 

 cage and let them all go ; you have caught them 

 all here. I've been watching the pair of you from 

 the time you started trapping. Now bring your 

 traps and cage to me, you will never use them 

 again." 



" What's yer goin' to do with us now, guv'nor ? " 



"Why, follow you down to the lodge-gate, and 

 give you in charge." 



" Now, look here, guv'nor, have you got any kids 

 o' yer own ? " 



" Well, yes, I have ; but what's that got to do 

 with it ? " 



"Not much perhaps, guv'nor; but both on us has 

 got kiddies at home, up in the smoke, an' if you 

 does what you says, both our lots o' kids will have 



