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White
Fang
became
hated
by
man
and
dog
.
During
this
period
of
his
development
he
never
knew
a
moment
's
security
.
The
tooth
of
every
dog
was
against
him
,
the
hand
of
every
man
.
He
was
greeted
with
snarls
by
his
kind
,
with
curses
and
stones
by
his
gods
.
He
lived
tensely
.
He
was
always
keyed
up
,
alert
for
attack
,
wary
of
being
attacked
,
with
an
eye
for
sudden
and
unexpected
missiles
,
prepared
to
act
precipitately
and
coolly
,
to
leap
in
with
a
flash
of
teeth
,
or
to
leap
away
with
a
menacing
snarl
.
As
for
snarling
he
could
snarl
more
terribly
than
any
dog
,
young
or
old
,
in
camp
.
The
intent
of
the
snarl
is
to
warn
or
frighten
,
and
judgment
is
required
to
know
when
it
should
be
used
.
White
Fang
knew
how
to
make
it
and
when
to
make
it
.
Into
his
snarl
he
incorporated
all
that
was
vicious
,
malignant
,
and
horrible
.
With
nose
serrulated
by
continuous
spasms
,
hair
bristling
in
recurrent
waves
,
tongue
whipping
out
like
a
red
snake
and
whipping
back
again
,
ears
flattened
down
,
eyes
gleaming
hatred
,
lips
wrinkled
back
,
and
fangs
exposed
and
dripping
,
he
could
compel
a
pause
on
the
part
of
almost
any
assailant
.
A
temporary
pause
,
when
taken
off
his
guard
,
gave
him
the
vital
moment
in
which
to
think
and
determine
his
action
.
But
often
a
pause
so
gained
lengthened
out
until
it
evolved
into
a
complete
cessation
from
the
attack
.
And
before
more
than
one
of
the
grown
dogs
White
Fang
's
snarl
enabled
him
to
beat
an
honourable
retreat
.
An
outcast
himself
from
the
pack
of
the
part-grown
dogs
,
his
sanguinary
methods
and
remarkable
efficiency
made
the
pack
pay
for
its
persecution
of
him
.
Not
permitted
himself
to
run
with
the
pack
,
the
curious
state
of
affairs
obtained
that
no
member
of
the
pack
could
run
outside
the
pack
.
White
Fang
would
not
permit
it
.
What
of
his
bushwhacking
and
waylaying
tactics
,
the
young
dogs
were
afraid
to
run
by
themselves
.
With
the
exception
of
Lip-lip
,
they
were
compelled
to
hunch
together
for
mutual
protection
against
the
terrible
enemy
they
had
made
.
A
puppy
alone
by
the
river
bank
meant
a
puppy
dead
or
a
puppy
that
aroused
the
camp
with
its
shrill
pain
and
terror
as
it
fled
back
from
the
wolf-cub
that
had
waylaid
it
.
But
White
Fang
's
reprisals
did
not
cease
,
even
when
the
young
dogs
had
learned
thoroughly
that
they
must
stay
together
.
He
attacked
them
when
he
caught
them
alone
,
and
they
attacked
him
when
they
were
bunched
.
The
sight
of
him
was
sufficient
to
start
them
rushing
after
him
,
at
which
times
his
swiftness
usually
carried
him
into
safety
.
But
woe
the
dog
that
outran
his
fellows
in
such
pursuit
!
White
Fang
had
learned
to
turn
suddenly
upon
the
pursuer
that
was
ahead
of
the
pack
and
thoroughly
to
rip
him
up
before
the
pack
could
arrive
.
This
occurred
with
great
frequency
,
for
,
once
in
full
cry
,
the
dogs
were
prone
to
forget
themselves
in
the
excitement
of
the
chase
,
while
White
Fang
never
forgot
himself
.
Stealing
backward
glances
as
he
ran
,
he
was
always
ready
to
whirl
around
and
down
the
overzealous
pursuer
that
outran
his
fellows
.
Young
dogs
are
bound
to
play
,
and
out
of
the
exigencies
of
the
situation
they
realised
their
play
in
this
mimic
warfare
.
Thus
it
was
that
the
hunt
of
White
Fang
became
their
chief
game
--
a
deadly
game
,
withal
,
and
at
all
times
a
serious
game
.
He
,
on
the
other
hand
,
being
the
fastest-footed
,
was
unafraid
to
venture
anywhere
.
During
the
period
that
he
waited
vainly
for
his
mother
to
come
back
,
he
led
the
pack
many
a
wild
chase
through
the
adjacent
woods
.
But
the
pack
invariably
lost
him
.
Its
noise
and
outcry
warned
him
of
its
presence
,
while
he
ran
alone
,
velvet-footed
,
silently
,
a
moving
shadow
among
the
trees
after
the
manner
of
his
father
and
mother
before
him
.
Further
he
was
more
directly
connected
with
the
Wild
than
they
;
and
he
knew
more
of
its
secrets
and
stratagems
.
A
favourite
trick
of
his
was
to
lose
his
trail
in
running
water
and
then
lie
quietly
in
a
near-by
thicket
while
their
baffled
cries
arose
around
him
.
Hated
by
his
kind
and
by
mankind
,
indomitable
,
perpetually
warred
upon
and
himself
waging
perpetual
war
,
his
development
was
rapid
and
one-sided
.
This
was
no
soil
for
kindliness
and
affection
to
blossom
in
.
Of
such
things
he
had
not
the
faintest
glimmering
.
The
code
he
learned
was
to
obey
the
strong
and
to
oppress
the
weak
.
Grey
Beaver
was
a
god
,
and
strong
.
Therefore
White
Fang
obeyed
him
.
But
the
dog
younger
or
smaller
than
himself
was
weak
,
a
thing
to
be
destroyed
.
His
development
was
in
the
direction
of
power
.
In
order
to
face
the
constant
danger
of
hurt
and
even
of
destruction
,
his
predatory
and
protective
faculties
were
unduly
developed
.
He
became
quicker
of
movement
than
the
other
dogs
,
swifter
of
foot
,
craftier
,
deadlier
,
more
lithe
,
more
lean
with
ironlike
muscle
and
sinew
,
more
enduring
,
more
cruel
,
more
ferocious
,
and
more
intelligent
.
He
had
to
become
all
these
things
,
else
he
would
not
have
held
his
own
nor
survive
the
hostile
environment
in
which
he
found
himself
.
In
the
fall
of
the
year
,
when
the
days
were
shortening
and
the
bite
of
the
frost
was
coming
into
the
air
,
White
Fang
got
his
chance
for
liberty
.
For
several
days
there
had
been
a
great
hubbub
in
the
village
.
The
summer
camp
was
being
dismantled
,
and
the
tribe
,
bag
and
baggage
,
was
preparing
to
go
off
to
the
fall
hunting
.
White
Fang
watched
it
all
with
eager
eyes
,
and
when
the
tepees
began
to
come
down
and
the
canoes
were
loading
at
the
bank
,
he
understood
.
Already
the
canoes
were
departing
,
and
some
had
disappeared
down
the
river
.
Quite
deliberately
he
determined
to
stay
behind
.
He
waited
his
opportunity
to
slink
out
of
camp
to
the
woods
.
Here
,
in
the
running
stream
where
ice
was
beginning
to
form
,
he
hid
his
trail
.
Then
he
crawled
into
the
heart
of
a
dense
thicket
and
waited
.
The
time
passed
by
,
and
he
slept
intermittently
for
hours
.
Then
he
was
aroused
by
Grey
Beaver
's
voice
calling
him
by
name
.
There
were
other
voices
.
White
Fang
could
hear
Grey
Beaver
's
squaw
taking
part
in
the
search
,
and
Mit-sah
,
who
was
Grey
Beaver
's
son
.
