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The
next
moment
the
master
arrived
,
and
with
one
hand
held
White
Fang
,
while
the
father
called
off
the
dogs
.
"
I
say
,
this
is
a
pretty
warm
reception
for
a
poor
lone
wolf
from
the
Arctic
,
"
the
master
said
,
while
White
Fang
calmed
down
under
his
caressing
hand
.
"
In
all
his
life
he
's
only
been
known
once
to
go
off
his
feet
,
and
here
he
's
been
rolled
twice
in
thirty
seconds
.
"
The
carriage
had
driven
away
,
and
other
strange
gods
had
appeared
from
out
the
house
.
Some
of
these
stood
respectfully
at
a
distance
;
but
two
of
them
,
women
,
perpetrated
the
hostile
act
of
clutching
the
master
around
the
neck
.
White
Fang
,
however
,
was
beginning
to
tolerate
this
act
.
No
harm
seemed
to
come
of
it
,
while
the
noises
the
gods
made
were
certainly
not
threatening
.
These
gods
also
made
overtures
to
White
Fang
,
but
he
warned
them
off
with
a
snarl
,
and
the
master
did
likewise
with
word
of
mouth
.
At
such
times
White
Fang
leaned
in
close
against
the
master
's
legs
and
received
reassuring
pats
on
the
head
.
The
hound
,
under
the
command
,
"
Dick
!
Lie
down
,
sir
!
"
had
gone
up
the
steps
and
lain
down
to
one
side
of
the
porch
,
still
growling
and
keeping
a
sullen
watch
on
the
intruder
.
Collie
had
been
taken
in
charge
by
one
of
the
woman-gods
,
who
held
arms
around
her
neck
and
petted
and
caressed
her
;
but
Collie
was
very
much
perplexed
and
worried
,
whining
and
restless
,
outraged
by
the
permitted
presence
of
this
wolf
and
confident
that
the
gods
were
making
a
mistake
.
All
the
gods
started
up
the
steps
to
enter
the
house
.
White
Fang
followed
closely
at
the
master
's
heels
.
Dick
,
on
the
porch
,
growled
,
and
White
Fang
,
on
the
steps
,
bristled
and
growled
back
.
"
Take
Collie
inside
and
leave
the
two
of
them
to
fight
it
out
,
"
suggested
Scott
's
father
.
"
After
that
they
'll
be
friends
.
"
"
Then
White
Fang
,
to
show
his
friendship
,
will
have
to
be
chief
mourner
at
the
funeral
,
"
laughed
the
master
.
The
elder
Scott
looked
incredulously
,
first
at
White
Fang
,
then
at
Dick
,
and
finally
at
his
son
.
"
You
mean
...
?
"
