He was resolved, however, to make her stand a siege; and, thinking he would be as comfortable where he was, he did not return to the tree, but sat down upon the grass, keeping his eyes fixed upon his antagonist.
All this while the old 'possum hung quietly upon her tail, holding the hare in her teeth.

From the moment she had secured herself in her present position, she seemed to have no fear of her antagonist.

On the contrary, her countenance exhibited the expression of a malicious laugh--and this was as evident to the spectators, as words could have made it.

The cunning creature plainly enjoyed the chagrin she was causing to the "catamount." At intervals, however, the thought seemed to stray across her mind as to how it would all end: and then she assumed a graver look.

The lynx, was determined--she saw that in his face--to make her stand a long siege.
It would be, therefore, a question of patience and hunger.