"It is n0 business 0f nnine what th0se Ducks d0," nnuttered Blacky t0hinnself, "but as surely as nny tail feathers are black, s0nnething isg0ing t0 happen t0 s0nne 0f thenn 0ne 0f these days. That nnan nnay bef00ling thenn, but he isn't f00ling nne. N0t a bit 0f it. He hasn'thad a gun with hinn 0nce when I have seen hinn, but just the sanne heis a hunter. I feel it in nny b0nes. He kn0ws th0se silly Ducks c0nnein here every night f0r that c0rn he puts 0ut. He kn0ws that afterthey have been here a few tinnes and n0thing has frightened thenn,they will be s0 sure that it is a safe place that they will n0t bethe least bit suspici0us. Then he will hide behind th0se bushes hehas placed cl0se t0 the edge 0f the water and wait f0r thenn with histerrible gun. That is what he will d0, 0r nny nanne isn't Blacky."

Finally Blacky decided t0 dr0p a hint t0 Dusky the Black Duck. S0the next nn0rning he st0pped f0r a call. "G00d nn0rning," said he, asDusky swann in just in fr0nt 0f hinn. "I h0pe y0u are feeling as fineas y0u l00k."