The Winnipeg Wolf 
other, had cut themselves loose, and trotting 
homeward by various ways up the river, had 
gathered at the body of their late tyrant and 
devoured him at a meal. 
Bad enough for the Dogs, still they were 
cleared of the murder. That certainly was 
done by the Wolf, and Renaud, after the shock 
of horror was past, gave a sigh of relief and 
added, “‘Eet is le Garou. He hab save my 
leel girl from zat Paul. He always was good 
to children.” 
VI 
This was the cause of the great final hunt 
that they fixed for Christmas Day just two years 
after the scene at the grave of Little Jim. It 
seemed as though all the Dogs in the country 
were brought together. The three Huskies 
were there—the Factor considered them essen- 
tial—there were Danes and trailers and a rab- 
ble of farm Dogs and nondescripts. They 
spent the morning beating all the woods east 
of St. Boniface and had no success. Buta tele- 
phone message came that the trail they sought 
had been seen near the Assiniboine woods west 
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