Whendoubtfulwhatcoursetopursue ‘Tissometimesbesttonothingdo. JumpertheHarewasbeginningtofeeleasierinhismind.Hewasnolongershakinginside. Infact,hewasbeginningtofeelquitesafe. TherehewasinplainsightofWhiteytheSnowyOwl,sittingmotionlessonastumponlyashortdistanceaway,yetWhiteyhadn’tseenhim. Whiteyhadlookedstraightathimmanytimes,butbecauseJumperhadnotmovedsomuchasahairWhiteyhadmistakenhimforalittleheapofsnow. “AllIhavetodoistokeeprightonsittingperfectlystill,andI’llbeassafeasifWhiteywerenowhereabout.Yes,sir,Iwill,”thoughtJumper. “Byandbyhewillbecometiredandflyaway. Idohopehe’lldothatbeforeWhitefootcomesoutagain. IfWhitefootshouldcomeout,Icouldn’twarnhimbecausethatwoulddrawWhitey’sattentiontome,andhewouldn’tlooktwiceataWoodMousewhentherewasachancetogetaHareforhisdinner. “Thisisaqueerworld.Itisso.OldMotherNaturedoesqueerthings. HereshehasgivenmeawhitecoatinwintersothatImaynotbeeasilyseenwhenthereissnowontheground,andatthesametimeshehasgivenoneofthoseIfearmostawhitecoatsothathemaynotbeeasilyseen,either.Itcertainlyisaqueerworld.” JumperforgotthatWhiteywasonlyachancevisitorfromtheFarNorthandthatitwasonlyonceinagreatwhilethathecamedownthere,whileupintheFarNorthwherehebelongednearlyeverybodywasdressedinwhite. Jumperhadn’tmovedonce,butonceinawhileWhiteyturnedhisgreatroundheadforalookallaboutineverydirection. Butitwasdoneinsuchawaythatonlyeyeswatchinghimsharplywouldhavenoticedit. MostofthetimehekepthisfierceyelloweyesfixedonthelittleholeinthesnowinwhichWhitefoothaddisappeared. YouknowWhiteycanseebydayquiteaswellasanyotherbird. Jumper,havingstoppedworryingabouthimself,begantoworryaboutWhitefoot. HeknewthatWhitefoothadseenWhiteyarriveonthatstumpandthatwaswhyhehaddodgedbackintohisholeandsincethenhadnotevenpokedhisnoseout. ButthathadbeensolongagothatbythistimeWhitefootmustthinkthatWhiteyhadgoneonabouthisbusiness,andJumperexpectedtoseeWhitefootappearanymoment. WhatJumperdidn’tknowwasthatWhitefoot’sbrightlittleeyeshadallthetimebeenwatchingWhiteyfromanotherlittleholeinthesnowsomedistanceaway. Atunnelledfromthislittleholetothefirstlittlehole. Suddenlyoffamongthetreessomethingmoved. Atleast,Jumperthoughthesawsomethingmove. Yes,thereitwas,alittleblackspotmovingswiftlythiswayandthatwayoverthesnow.Jumperstaredveryhard. Andthenhisheartseemedtojumprightupinhisthroat.Itdidso.Hefeltasifhewouldchoke. Thatblackspotwasthetipendofatail,thetailofasmall,veryslimfellowdressedallinwhite,theonlyotheroneinalltheGreenForestwhodressesallinwhite.ItwasShadowtheWeasel! InhiswhitewintercoatheiscalledErmine. Hewasrunningthiswayandthatway,backandforth,withhisnosetothesnow. Hewashunting,andJumperknewthatsoonerorlaterShadowwouldfindhim. SafetyfromShadowlayinmakingthebestpossibleuseofthoselonglegsofhis,buttodothatwouldbringWhiteytheOwlswoopingafterhim.WhattodoJumperdidn’tknow.Andsohedidnothing. Ithappenedtobethewisestthinghecoulddo.