Erebus, ever sanguine, supposed that they would make snares at once.

The Terror had no such expectation; and it was a long while before he got one at all to his liking.
Remembering Tom Cobb's instructions, he washed it, and then put on gloves before setting it in the hole in the hedge through which the rabbits from the common were wont to enter their garden to eat the cabbages.

He was up betimes next morning, found a rabbit in the snare, and thrilled with joy.

The fur stole had come within the range of possibility.
Before breakfast they made the toilet of the six chosen kittens, brushing them with the Terror's hair-brush till their fur was of a sleekness it had never known before.

Then Erebus adorned the neck of each with a bow of blue ribbon.