I mixed the white with Cayenne pepper and put it back through the hole.

Then I stuck little pieces of white paper over both holes, and laid the egg where I knew Spot would find it.
"He found it, and about three minutes after that I saw him going to the brook in a hurry.

He had quite a time on't, sloshin' water, coolin' off his mouth--and I never knew him to touch an egg afterward.
"But I see, ma'am, that you have got quite a robustious prejudice against Cayenne.

It isn't such bad stuff, after all.

It's fiery, but it never does any permanent harm.