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Through
the
forest
they
crept
noiselessly
,
Buck
at
the
hairy
man
's
heels
;
and
they
were
alert
and
vigilant
,
the
pair
of
them
,
ears
twitching
and
moving
and
nostrils
quivering
,
for
the
man
heard
and
smelled
as
keenly
as
Buck
.
The
hairy
man
could
spring
up
into
the
trees
and
travel
ahead
as
fast
as
on
the
ground
,
swinging
by
the
arms
from
limb
to
limb
,
sometimes
a
dozen
feet
apart
,
letting
go
and
catching
,
never
falling
,
never
missing
his
grip
.
In
fact
,
he
seemed
as
much
at
home
among
the
trees
as
on
the
ground
;
and
Buck
had
memories
of
nights
of
vigil
spent
beneath
trees
wherein
the
hairy
man
roosted
,
holding
on
tightly
as
he
slept
.
And
closely
akin
to
the
visions
of
the
hairy
man
was
the
call
still
sounding
in
the
depths
of
the
forest
.
It
filled
him
with
a
great
unrest
and
strange
desires
.
It
caused
him
to
feel
a
vague
,
sweet
gladness
,
and
he
was
aware
of
wild
yearnings
and
stirrings
for
he
knew
not
what
.
Sometimes
he
pursued
the
call
into
the
forest
,
looking
for
it
as
though
it
were
a
tangible
thing
,
barking
softly
or
defiantly
,
as
the
mood
might
dictate
.
He
would
thrust
his
nose
into
the
cool
wood
moss
,
or
into
the
black
soil
where
long
grasses
grew
,
and
snort
with
joy
at
the
fat
earth
smells
;
or
he
would
crouch
for
hours
,
as
if
in
concealment
,
behind
fungus-covered
trunks
of
fallen
trees
,
wide-eyed
and
wide-eared
to
all
that
moved
and
sounded
about
him
.
It
might
be
,
lying
thus
,
that
he
hoped
to
surprise
this
call
he
could
not
understand
.
But
he
did
not
know
why
he
did
these
various
things
.
He
was
impelled
to
do
them
,
and
did
not
reason
about
them
at
all
.
Irresistible
impulses
seized
him
.
He
would
be
lying
in
camp
,
dozing
lazily
in
the
heat
of
the
day
,
when
suddenly
his
head
would
lift
and
his
ears
cock
up
,
intent
and
listening
,
and
he
would
spring
to
his
feet
and
dash
away
,
and
on
and
on
,
for
hours
,
through
the
forest
aisles
and
across
the
open
spaces
where
the
niggerheads
bunched
.
He
loved
to
run
down
dry
watercourses
,
and
to
creep
and
spy
upon
the
bird
life
in
the
woods
.
For
a
day
at
a
time
he
would
lie
in
the
underbrush
where
he
could
watch
the
partridges
drumming
and
strutting
up
and
down
.
But
especially
he
loved
to
run
in
the
dim
twilight
of
the
summer
midnights
,
listening
to
the
subdued
and
sleepy
murmurs
of
the
forest
,
reading
signs
and
sounds
as
man
may
read
a
book
,
and
seeking
for
the
mysterious
something
that
called
--
called
,
waking
or
sleeping
,
at
all
times
,
for
him
to
come
.
One
night
he
sprang
from
sleep
with
a
start
,
eager-eyed
,
nostrils
quivering
and
scenting
,
his
mane
bristling
in
recurrent
waves
.
From
the
forest
came
the
call
(
or
one
note
of
it
,
for
the
call
was
many
noted
)
,
distinct
and
definite
as
never
before
--
a
long-drawn
howl
,
like
,
yet
unlike
,
any
noise
made
by
husky
dog
.
And
he
knew
it
,
in
the
old
familiar
way
,
as
a
sound
heard
before
.
He
sprang
through
the
sleeping
camp
and
in
swift
silence
dashed
through
the
woods
.
As
he
drew
closer
to
the
cry
he
went
more
slowly
,
with
caution
in
every
movement
,
till
he
came
to
an
open
place
among
the
trees
,
and
looking
out
saw
,
erect
on
haunches
,
with
nose
pointed
to
the
sky
,
a
long
,
lean
,
timber
wolf
.
He
had
made
no
noise
,
yet
it
ceased
from
its
howling
and
tried
to
sense
his
presence
.
Buck
stalked
into
the
open
,
half
crouching
,
body
gathered
compactly
together
,
tail
straight
and
stiff
,
feet
falling
with
unwonted
care
.
Every
movement
advertised
commingled
threatening
and
overture
of
friendliness
.
It
was
the
menacing
truce
that
marks
the
meeting
of
wild
beasts
that
prey
.
But
the
wolf
fled
at
sight
of
him
.
He
followed
,
with
wild
leapings
,
in
a
frenzy
to
overtake
.
He
ran
him
into
a
blind
channel
,
in
the
bed
of
the
creek
where
a
timber
jam
barred
the
way
.
The
wolf
whirled
about
,
pivoting
on
his
hind
legs
after
the
fashion
of
Joe
and
of
all
cornered
husky
dogs
,
snarling
and
bristling
,
clipping
his
teeth
together
in
a
continuous
and
rapid
succession
of
snaps
.
Buck
did
not
attack
,
but
circled
him
about
and
hedged
him
in
with
friendly
advances
.
The
wolf
was
suspicious
and
afraid
;
for
Buck
made
three
of
him
in
weight
,
while
his
head
barely
reached
Buck
's
shoulder
.
Watching
his
chance
,
he
darted
away
,
and
the
chase
was
resumed
.
Time
and
again
he
was
cornered
,
and
the
thing
repeated
,
though
he
was
in
poor
condition
,
or
Buck
could
not
so
easily
have
overtaken
him
.
He
would
run
till
Buck
's
head
was
even
with
his
flank
,
when
he
would
whirl
around
at
bay
,
only
to
dash
away
again
at
the
first
opportunity
.
But
in
the
end
Buck
's
pertinacity
was
rewarded
;
for
the
wolf
,
finding
that
no
harm
was
intended
,
finally
sniffed
noses
with
him
.
Then
they
became
friendly
,
and
played
about
in
the
nervous
,
half-coy
way
with
which
fierce
beasts
belie
their
fierceness
.
After
some
time
of
this
the
wolf
started
off
at
an
easy
lope
in
a
manner
that
plainly
showed
he
was
going
somewhere
.
He
made
it
clear
to
Buck
that
he
was
to
come
,
and
they
ran
side
by
side
through
the
sombre
twilight
,
straight
up
the
creek
bed
,
into
the
gorge
from
which
it
issued
,
and
across
the
bleak
divide
where
it
took
its
rise
.
On
the
opposite
slope
of
the
watershed
they
came
down
into
a
level
country
where
were
great
stretches
of
forest
and
many
streams
,
and
through
these
great
stretches
they
ran
steadily
,
hour
after
hour
,
the
sun
rising
higher
and
the
day
growing
warmer
.
Buck
was
wildly
glad
.
He
knew
he
was
at
last
answering
the
call
,
running
by
the
side
of
his
wood
brother
toward
the
place
from
where
the
call
surely
came
.
Old
memories
were
coming
upon
him
fast
,
and
he
was
stirring
to
them
as
of
old
he
stirred
to
the
realities
of
which
they
were
the
shadows
.
He
had
done
this
thing
before
,
somewhere
in
that
other
and
dimly
remembered
world
,
and
he
was
doing
it
again
,
now
,
running
free
in
the
open
,
the
unpacked
earth
underfoot
,
the
wide
sky
overhead
.
