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111 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1936
"You can hear footsteps," he went on, and you can follow a smell, and you can tell the sort of person you have to deal with, by the kind of smell he has..."
"One night I remember a fox came quite near to the house and barked at them. Came out of the woods and on to our lawn and barked. You can't have that sort of thing. There's no greater enemy of Man than the fox. They didn't know that... he has no reverence for Man, and no respect for his chickens. I knew."