Twice in the next week Le Beau caught a flash of him.

Three times he heard him howl.

And twice he followed his trail until, in despair and exhaustion, he turned back.

Never was Miki caught unaware.
He ate no more baits in the trap-houses.

Even when Le Beau lured him with the whole carcass of a rabbit he would not touch it, nor would he touch a rabbit frozen dead in a snare.