They do n't know what fairness is . No , Sir , they do n't know what fairness is . He has put food there day after day , where Dusky the Black Duck and his flock would be sure to find it , and has waited until they have become so sure there is no danger that they are no longer suspicious . He knows they will feel so sure that all is safe that they will come in without looking for danger . Then he will fire that terrible gun and kill them without giving them any chance at all . `` Reddy Fox is a sly , clever hunter , but he would n't do a thing like that . Neither would Old Man Coyote or anybody else who wears fur or feathers . They might hide and try to catch some one by surprise . That is all right , because each of us is supposed to be on the watch for things of that sort . Oh , dear , what 's to be done ? It is time I was getting home to the Green Forest . The Black Shadows will soon come creeping out from the Purple Hills , and I must be safe in my hemlock-tree by then . I would be scared to death to be out after dark . Yet those Ducks ought to be warned . Oh , dear , what shall I do ? '' Blacky peered over at the Green Forest and then over toward the Purple Hills , behind which jolly , round , red Mr. Sun would go to bed very shortly . He shivered as he thought of the Black Shadows that soon would come swiftly out from the Purple Hills across the Big River and over the Green Meadows . With them might come Hooty the Owl , and Hooty would n't object in the least to a Crow dinner . He wished he was in that hemlock-tree that very minute . Then Blacky looked at the hunter with his terrible gun and thought of what might happen , what would be almost sure to happen , unless those Ducks were warned .
`` I 'll wait a little while longer , '' muttered XXXXX , and tried to feel brave .
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