BOBBY LYNX OF BOUND-TOP 11 
tree-tops, she slowly turned around to pad 
back to her den. There would be no 
breakfast this morning. 
Mollie Rabbit’s whiskers twitched 
nervously as she watched. Of all the 
creatures of the Hill, she feared Mrs. 
Lynx and her family most of all and she 
scampered for joy in the hollow spruce 
as she saw Mrs. Lynx turn back along 
the grey rocks, at the foot of which were 
the springs and marsh that marked the 
beginning of the Long Pond. 
As Mrs. Lynx crept over the rocks, 
Mollie Rabbit shuddered as she noted the 
thick, stocky legs with their cruel claws 
and the squat, chunky body that was just 
a bundle of steel muscles hidden beneath 
the shaggy coat of grey fur. Mrs. Lynx 
turned around for one last look and Mollie 
Rabbit “ froze ” as she saw Mrs. Lynx’s 
face with its very wicked-looking set of 
teeth and the heavy, grizzled whiskers on 
