Sly Cooper dove under the short<br >table. He tucked in his furry legs and<br >pulled his long， ringed tail close to his<br >body. The guard snorted and stopped in<br >mid-stride， aiming his flashlight in Sly s<br >direction. The beam washed over the table，<br >but Sly was safely hidden. With a final<br >snort， the guard continued down the dark<br >hallway.<br > Sly squirmed out from under the<br >table. He crouched low and snuck up<br >behind the tall warthog guard， extending<br >his long cane. Using the cane s hooklike<br >handle， he carefully reached intS~ the<br >guard s back pocket. <br ><br >