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"
Thinkin
'
what
?
"
"
I
'm
a-thinkin
'
that
was
the
one
I
lambasted
with
the
club
.
"
"
Ai
n't
the
slightest
doubt
in
the
world
,
"
was
Henry
's
response
.
"
An
'
right
here
I
want
to
remark
,
"
Bill
went
on
,
"
that
that
animal
's
familyarity
with
campfires
is
suspicious
an
'
immoral
.
"
"
It
knows
for
certain
more
'n
a
self-respectin
'
wolf
ought
to
know
,
"
Henry
agreed
.
"
A
wolf
that
knows
enough
to
come
in
with
the
dogs
at
feedin
'
time
has
had
experiences
.
"
"
Ol'
Villan
had
a
dog
once
that
run
away
with
the
wolves
,
"
Bill
cogitates
aloud
.
"
I
ought
to
know
.
I
shot
it
out
of
the
pack
in
a
moose
pasture
over
'
on
Little
Stick
.
An
'
Ol'
Villan
cried
like
a
baby
.
Had
n't
seen
it
for
three
years
,
he
said
.
Ben
with
the
wolves
all
that
time
.
"
"
I
reckon
you
've
called
the
turn
,
Bill
.
That
wolf
's
a
dog
,
an
'
it
's
eaten
fish
many
's
the
time
from
the
hand
of
man
.
"
"
An
if
I
get
a
chance
at
it
,
that
wolf
that
's
a
dog
'll
be
jes
'
meat
,
"
Bill
declared
.
"
We
ca
n't
afford
to
lose
no
more
animals
.
"
"
But
you
've
only
got
three
cartridges
,
"
Henry
objected
.
"
I
'll
wait
for
a
dead
sure
shot
,
"
was
the
reply
.
