The Curse of the Werewolf Page #3

Hello, Pepe.

Where are you off to

so early in the morning?

Uh, got to see the mayor.

Got to report a dead goat.

While you're about it, you

better report a dead kitten.

Kitten?

Yes, I found a kitten dead

in my garden this morning.

Horrible state it was in.

Throat torn out.

Oh.

Little Leon's kitten, too.

It'll break his heart

when he finds out.

Yeah.

I think there's been

a wolf about.

Well, whatever it was, it certainly

made a mess of that kitten.

I didn't dare

let the little fellow see it.

No.

No. He can't stand

the sight of blood, can he?

No.

I remember the day

he came hunting with me.

Nearly fainted

when I shot a squirrel.

Cried his little heart out.

Well, I better not keep

the mayor waiting.

Goodbye, Pepe.

Oh, there you are, Leon.

Ready for your breakfast,

my angel?

I'm not hungry,

Aunt Teresa.

Oh, no lunch yesterday,

and hardly any supper

last night.

This won't do.

Come, I've made

some of my hotcakes for you.

You like those, don't you?

You seem to be falling down

on your job, Pepe.

You're employed

as a watchman...

not to loaf about all day, letting a

pack of wolves come up to the town...

stealing our goats

from under our noses.

But I've always tried...

If it hadn't been

for Dominique here,

the goats might never

have been discovered.

But it was I who...

However, I have no wish

to be unduly harsh.

I'll overlook it this time.

Now get on with your job.

I want those wolves dead

within 24 hours and...

delivered to me here at the

town hall, do you understand?

Yes, seor.

24 hours.

Not a minute more.

You may go.

There, rest quietly.

You'll soon be better now.

Try to sleep,

my little one.

I did shoot it, I tell you.

It was a young wolf.

I saw it and I shot it.

Where is it now?

Disappeared into thin air,

I suppose?

Yes.

I lost three goats last

night. And I lost two.

I can't help it if things

won't die when I shoot them.

Want to get yourself

a new gun...

or a pair of spectacles.

Or stick to water.

Come on, let's report this

to the town hall.

I did shoot it.

I did.

He must have got up

during the night.

It's the only explanation.

He must have got up...

come downstairs...

and gone out.

But if he'd come through here,

I'd have heard him.

You'd be asleep.

I'd have woken up.

He never came

down those stairs.

You mean he climbed

out of the window?

I just mean

he didn't come through here.

Oh.

There's only one way

of finding out.

Now.

I want you to tell me

everything, Leon. Promise?

I promise.

And truthfully.

Yes.

Where did you go

last night?

Go, Uncle?

Yes.

I know you went out.

Where did you go?

I was in bed all night,

Uncle.

Oh, Leon, you promised

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