He was eager for a glimpse of the man-beast.

But he did not hurry.

A third, a fourth, and a fifth trap he robbed of their meat.
Then, as the day ended, he swung westward and covered quickly the five miles between the swamp and his windfall.
Half an hour later Le Beau came back over the line.

He saw the first empty KEKEK, and the tracks in the snow.
"TONNERRE!--a wolf!" he exclaimed.

"And in broad day!" Then a slow look of amazement crept into his face, and he fell upon his knees in the snow and examined the tracks.
"NON!" he gasped.