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As
the
man
's
hand
approached
his
neck
,
White
Fang
bristled
and
snarled
and
crouched
down
.
But
while
he
eyed
the
approaching
hand
,
he
at
the
same
time
contrived
to
keep
track
of
the
club
in
the
other
hand
,
suspended
threateningly
above
him
.
Matt
unsnapped
the
chain
from
the
collar
and
stepped
back
.
White
Fang
could
scarcely
realise
that
he
was
free
.
Many
months
had
gone
by
since
he
passed
into
the
possession
of
Beauty
Smith
,
and
in
all
that
period
he
had
never
known
a
moment
of
freedom
except
at
the
times
he
had
been
loosed
to
fight
with
other
dogs
.
Immediately
after
such
fights
he
had
always
been
imprisoned
again
.
He
did
not
know
what
to
make
of
it
.
Perhaps
some
new
devilry
of
the
gods
was
about
to
be
perpetrated
on
him
.
He
walked
slowly
and
cautiously
,
prepared
to
be
assailed
at
any
moment
.
He
did
not
know
what
to
do
,
it
was
all
so
unprecedented
.
He
took
the
precaution
to
sheer
off
from
the
two
watching
gods
,
and
walked
carefully
to
the
corner
of
the
cabin
.
Nothing
happened
.
He
was
plainly
perplexed
,
and
he
came
back
again
,
pausing
a
dozen
feet
away
and
regarding
the
two
men
intently
.
"
Wo
n't
he
run
away
?
"
his
new
owner
asked
.
Matt
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
"
Got
to
take
a
gamble
.
Only
way
to
find
out
is
to
find
out
.
"
"
Poor
devil
,
"
Scott
murmured
pityingly
.
"
What
he
needs
is
some
show
of
human
kindness
,
"
he
added
,
turning
and
going
into
the
cabin
.
He
came
out
with
a
piece
of
meat
,
which
he
tossed
to
White
Fang
.
He
sprang
away
from
it
,
and
from
a
distance
studied
it
suspiciously
.
"
Hi-yu
,
Major
!
"
Matt
shouted
warningly
,
but
too
late
.
Major
had
made
a
spring
for
the
meat
.
At
the
instant
his
jaws
closed
on
it
,
White
Fang
struck
him
.
He
was
overthrown
.
Matt
rushed
in
,
but
quicker
than
he
was
White
Fang
.
Major
staggered
to
his
feet
,
but
the
blood
spouting
from
his
throat
reddened
the
snow
in
a
widening
path
.
"
It
's
too
bad
,
but
it
served
him
right
,
"
Scott
said
hastily
.
