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That evening, three tents were pitched in the crater on the hill: one for Boggis, one for Boons, and one for Bean. Tents surrounded Mr. Fox's hole. And the three farmers were sitting near their tents and having supper. Boggis had three boiled chickens smothered with dumplings, Bunce had six donuts with disgusting goose liver paste, and Bean had two gallons of cider. All three were carrying pistols.

Boggis took the steaming chicken and carried it to the fox hole. "Do you smell this, Mr. Fox?" he shouted. “Lovely tender chicken! Why don't you come and take it? "

The rich smell of chicken wafted down the tunnel to where the foxes lurked.

"Oh Daddy," said one of the Little Foxes, "could we just sneak up and snatch this out of his hands?"

"Do not dare!" said Mrs Fox. "This is exactly what they want you to do."

"But we're so hungry!" they were crying. "How long will it take until we eat?"

The mother did not answer them. And their father too. There was no answer.

As darkness fell, Bunce and Bean turned on the powerful headlights of two tractors and pointed them into the pit. “Now,” said Bob, “we'll take turns on duty. One looks, and two sleep, and so on all night. "

Boggis said, “What if the fox digs a hole right over the hill and crawls out on the other side? You haven't thought about that, have you? "

“Of course I did,” Bob said, pretending to know.

“Then come on, tell us the answer,” Boggis said.

Bob pulled something small and black out of his ear and brushed it away. "How many men do you have on your farm?" he asked.

“Thirty-five,” Boggis said.

“I've got thirty-six,” Bunce said.

“And I have thirty-seven,” Bean said. “In total, one hundred and eight people turn out. We must order them to encircle the hill. Each person will have a gun and a flashlight. Then there will be no salvation for Mr. Fox. "

Thus, the order extended to the farms, and that night one hundred and eight men formed a tight ring at the foot of the hill. They were armed with sticks, pistols, axes, pistols and other terrible weapons. This made it completely impossible for a fox or any other animal to escape from the hill.
The next day, surveillance and waiting continued. Boggis, Bunce, and Bean sat on small stools, looking down at the fox hole. They spoke little. They just sat with guns on their knees.

From time to time, Mr. Fox would sneak a little closer to the tunnel entrance and sniff. Then he crept up again and said, "They are still there.""Are you completely sure?" Mrs Fox will ask.

“Positive,” said Mr. Fox. “I can smell this Bean man a mile away. He stinks.

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