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Buck
duplicated
the
manoeuvre
,
this
time
to
the
left
.
The
crackling
turned
into
a
snapping
,
the
sled
pivoting
and
the
runners
slipping
and
grating
several
inches
to
the
side
.
The
sled
was
broken
out
.
Men
were
holding
their
breaths
,
intensely
unconscious
of
the
fact
.
"
Now
,
MUSH
!
"
Thornton
's
command
cracked
out
like
a
pistol-shot
.
Buck
threw
himself
forward
,
tightening
the
traces
with
a
jarring
lunge
.
His
whole
body
was
gathered
compactly
together
in
the
tremendous
effort
,
the
muscles
writhing
and
knotting
like
live
things
under
the
silky
fur
.
His
great
chest
was
low
to
the
ground
,
his
head
forward
and
down
,
while
his
feet
were
flying
like
mad
,
the
claws
scarring
the
hard-packed
snow
in
parallel
grooves
.
The
sled
swayed
and
trembled
,
half-started
forward
.
One
of
his
feet
slipped
,
and
one
man
groaned
aloud
.
Then
the
sled
lurched
ahead
in
what
appeared
a
rapid
succession
of
jerks
,
though
it
never
really
came
to
a
dead
stop
again
...
half
an
inch
...
an
inch
...
two
inches
...
The
jerks
perceptibly
diminished
;
as
the
sled
gained
momentum
,
he
caught
them
up
,
till
it
was
moving
steadily
along
.
Men
gasped
and
began
to
breathe
again
,
unaware
that
for
a
moment
they
had
ceased
to
breathe
.
Thornton
was
running
behind
,
encouraging
Buck
with
short
,
cheery
words
.
The
distance
had
been
measured
off
,
and
as
he
neared
the
pile
of
firewood
which
marked
the
end
of
the
hundred
yards
,
a
cheer
began
to
grow
and
grow
,
which
burst
into
a
roar
as
he
passed
the
firewood
and
halted
at
command
.
Every
man
was
tearing
himself
loose
,
even
Matthewson
.
Hats
and
mittens
were
flying
in
the
air
.
Men
were
shaking
hands
,
it
did
not
matter
with
whom
,
and
bubbling
over
in
a
general
incoherent
babel
.
But
Thornton
fell
on
his
knees
beside
Buck
.
Head
was
against
head
,
and
he
was
shaking
him
back
and
forth
.
Those
who
hurried
up
heard
him
cursing
Buck
,
and
he
cursed
him
long
and
fervently
,
and
softly
and
lovingly
.
"
Gad
,
sir
!
Gad
,
sir
!
"
spluttered
the
Skookum
Bench
king
.
"
I
'll
give
you
a
thousand
for
him
,
sir
,
a
thousand
,
sir
--
twelve
hundred
,
sir
.
"
Thornton
rose
to
his
feet
.
His
eyes
were
wet
.
The
tears
were
streaming
frankly
down
his
cheeks
.
"
Sir
,
"
he
said
to
the
Skookum
Bench
king
,
"
no
,
sir
.
You
can
go
to
hell
,
sir
.
It
's
the
best
I
can
do
for
you
,
sir
.
"
Buck
seized
Thornton
's
hand
in
his
teeth
.
Thornton
shook
him
back
and
forth
.
As
though
animated
by
a
common
impulse
,
the
onlookers
drew
back
to
a
respectful
distance
;
nor
were
they
again
indiscreet
enough
to
interrupt
.
When
Buck
earned
sixteen
hundred
dollars
in
five
minutes
for
John
Thornton
,
he
made
it
possible
for
his
master
to
pay
off
certain
debts
and
to
journey
with
his
partners
into
the
East
after
a
fabled
lost
mine
,
the
history
of
which
was
as
old
as
the
history
of
the
country
.
Many
men
had
sought
it
;
few
had
found
itf
;
and
more
than
a
few
there
were
who
had
never
returned
from
the
quest
.
This
lost
mine
was
steeped
in
tragedy
and
shrouded
in
mystery
.
No
one
knew
of
the
first
man
.
The
oldest
tradition
stopped
before
it
got
back
to
him
.
From
the
beginning
there
had
been
an
ancient
and
ramshackle
cabin
.
Dying
men
had
sworn
to
it
,
and
to
the
mine
the
site
of
which
it
marked
,
clinching
their
testimony
with
nuggets
that
were
unlike
any
known
grade
of
gold
in
the
Northland
.
