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He put the sack over his shoulder.
"All aboard, Paul," said he; "now we can go home in peace."
Coming down out of the woods, they saw a pack of hounds digging at
one side of the stable. Bony had gone to his refuge under the barn
floor.
As he entered, one of them had evidently caught hold of his new
tail, and the pack had torn it in shreds. Two hunters came along
shortly, and, after a talk with the teacher, took their dogs away.
But for three days Bony came not forth and was seen no more of men,
save only when he crept to the hole for a lap of water and to seize
a doughnut from the hand of Paul, whereupon he retired promptly.
"He ain't going to take any chances," said the widow, laughing.
When at last he came forth, it was with a soft step and new
resolutions. And a while later, when Trove heard Darrel say that
caution was the only friend of weakness, he understood him
perfectly.
"Not every brush has a fox on it," said the widow, and the words
went from lip to lip until they were a maxim of those country-folk.
And Trove was to think of it when he himself was like the poor dog
that wore a fox's tail.
XIV
A Day at the Linley Schoolhouse
A remarkable figure was young Sidney Trove, the new teacher in
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