"Well," said Bud, holding out the envelope containing the money, "here is the five hundred dollars."
"It isn't mine," said Mr. Jennings. "I haven't any fox to sell you, for Redcoat by his own cunning has accomplished his own freedom and given Bud his first year at college."
And here the story of Redcoat really ends; but for the benefit of those who love to go behind the scenes and see what happens after the actors have left the stage and the curtain has fallen, I have written the following pages.
When Redcoat led that headlong flight from the fox farm to the nearest woods, his greatest anxiety was that Blue Lady would not keep up with him. For several weeks he was greatly worried at her indifference as to the danger from men and their devices. She had been born on an island fox farm in Behring Sea, and had seen men all her life. Nearly all the food that she had eaten had come from their hands. So she looked upon them as benefactors rather than enemies.
