s that would prove to be of intense
interest.

"Nothing--nothing at all," said Tom to himself, as the last match he had
burned became extinct. "All this trouble for that, and perhaps it
wasn't him after all. But how comic!" he said to himself after a pause.
"He comes here so as to be away from that dreadful old woman. No
wonder."

He was in the act of placing his last extinct scrap of match in his
pocket, as he stood in a stooping position facing the mouth of the
little cave, when he heard a faint rustling sound, and directly after
something seemed to leap right in at the entrance, disturbing the
pendulous fringe of exposed roots which hung down, and crouching in the
dim light close to Tom's feet.

"Rabbit!" he said to himself.

But the next moment he saw that it was not alive, for it lay there in a
peculiar distorted fashion; and as his eyes grew more used to the gloom,
he saw that there was a wire about the poor animal cutting it nearly in
two, and a portion of a strong wooden peg protruded from beneath.

"I begin to see now," muttered Tom. "I dare say I should find the place
somewhere about where he cooks his rabbits, unless he sells them."

Tom wanted to get out now. The poaching was nothing to him, he thought,
and he seemed to have been wrong about the fruit, so he was ready to
hurry away, but something within him made him resent the idea of being
seen prying there; and it was evident that Pete had been out looking at
his wires, and had just brought this rabbit home.

"Perhaps he has gone now," thought Tom; but he did not stir, waiting
till he thought all was clear. Then at the end of a quarter of an hour
he crept out into the open hole, raised his head cautiously, and got his
eyes above the edge, when, to his disgust, he saw that Pete was
approaching hurriedly, swinging another rabbit by the legs.

Tom shot back quickly enough into Pete's lurking-place, and turned to
face him if the fellow came in. He did not think he was afraid of Pete,
but all the same he did not feel disposed to have a tussle before
breakfast. Besides, his leg was rather stiff and painful from the blows
David had given to him.

But he had little time for thinking. All at once the rushing sound
began again, accompanied by a shuffling and a hoarse "Get out," followed
by the sound of a blow, and directly after by a sharp yelp.

Then there was a dull thud as the light was momentarily obscured, and
another rabbit caught in a wir