the guard fence some thirty feet beyond it.
Redcoat heard their footsteps die away in the distance, and then he arose and went cautiously about the inclosure. The pen in which he was confined was twenty-five feet by fifty, and it was one of about fifty pens covering an area of five acres, with a guard fence running entirely around the farm, the whole inclosure comprising the Sheerfield Silver Fox Farm. The wire netting of which the fence was made was galvanized and a little heavier than chicken netting. It was six feet high and was bent over at a right angle on top, extending about a foot and a half over the pen. It was this shelf against which Redcoat had struck his head when he climbed to the top of the fence. A foot and a half underground the netting also ran back into the pen for about twenty inches. Redcoat did not know this at the time, but he discovered it later. In one corner of the pen was a box about the size of the trap in which Bud had caught Redcoat, and he immediately concluded this was another trap. So the men were not content at
