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The man-eater

Father Wolf said "He is a fool! Beginning a night's work with that noise! Does he think that our buck are like his fat Waingunga bullocks?"

"Hush. He's not hunting bullocks or buck to-night," said Mother Wolf. "It is Man."

The whine had changed to a sort of humming purr that seemed to come from every direction at once. It was the noise that bewilders woodcutters and gypsies sleeping out of their houses, and sometimes makes them run right into the mouth of the tiger.