Bannertail 



she turned and scrambled up again, 

 bumping the baby she bore with many a 

 needless jolt, and met Bannertail. Noth- 

 ing less than rage was in her voice, 

 "Quare, quare, quare!" and she sprang at 

 him. He could not fail to understand. 

 He dropped the baby on a broad, safe 

 crotch, and whisked away to turn and 

 gaze with immeasurable surprise. " Isn't 

 that what you wanted, you hothead?" he 

 seemed to say. " Didn't we plan to move 

 the kids?" Her only answer was a hiss- 

 ing " Quare 7" She rushed to the stranded 

 \ / y %- little one, made one or two vain efforts to 



carry it, as well as the one already in her 



mouth, then bounded back to the old 



oY 4 \/"^\ home with her own charge, dropped it, 



'/ r *h' - N \ ; s came rushing back for the second, took 



\ that home, too, then vented all her wrath 



\'>t and warnings in a loud, long "Qua!" 



which plainly meant: "You let the 



kids alone. I don't need your help. I 



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