"It is a dog! A devil of a wild dog--robbing my traps!" He rose to his feet, cursing.

From the pocket of his coat he drew a small tin box, and from this box he took a round ball of fat.

In the heart of the fat was a strychnine capsule.

It was a poison-bait, to be set for wolves and foxes.
Le Beau chuckled exultantly as he stuck the deadly lure on the end of the bait-peg.
"OW, a wild dog," he growled.

"I will teach him.