She would never know why he kept Baree always suspicious of him, even to the point of hating him.
It required considerable skill and cunning on his part.

With himself he reasoned: "If I make him hate me, he will hate all men.

Mey-oo! That is good." So he looked into the future--for Nepeese.
Now the tonic-filled days and cold, frosty nights of the Red Moon brought about the big change in Baree.

It was inevitable.

Pierrot knew that it would come, and the first night that Baree settled back on his haunches and howled up at the Red Moon, Pierrot prepared Nepeese for it.
"He is a wild dog, ma Nepeese," he said to her.