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But
the
fire
was
fast
dying
out
,
and
the
DENOUEMENT
of
the
terrible
drama
was
approaching
.
The
flames
got
lower
and
lower
.
Once
more
the
shadows
of
night
fell
on
the
prairie
,
and
the
glaring
eyes
of
the
wolves
glowed
like
phosphorescent
balls
in
the
darkness
.
A
few
minutes
longer
,
and
the
whole
pack
would
be
in
the
inclosure
.
Thalcave
loaded
his
carbine
for
the
last
time
,
killed
one
more
enormous
monster
,
and
then
folded
his
arms
.
His
head
sank
on
his
chest
,
and
he
appeared
buried
in
deep
thought
.
Was
he
planning
some
daring
,
impossible
,
mad
attempt
to
repulse
the
infuriated
horde
?
Glenarvan
did
not
venture
to
ask
.
At
this
very
moment
the
wolves
began
to
change
their
tactics
.
The
deafening
howls
suddenly
ceased
:
they
seemed
to
be
going
away
.
Gloomy
silence
spread
over
the
prairie
,
and
made
Robert
exclaim
:
"
They
're
gone
!
"
But
Thalcave
,
guessing
his
meaning
,
shook
his
head
.
He
knew
they
would
never
relinquish
their
sure
prey
till
daybreak
made
them
hasten
back
to
their
dens
.
Still
,
their
plan
of
attack
had
evidently
been
altered
.
They
no
longer
attempted
to
force
the
entrance
,
but
their
new
maneuvers
only
heightened
the
danger
.
They
had
gone
round
the
RAMADA
,
as
by
common
consent
,
and
were
trying
to
get
in
on
the
opposite
side
.
The
next
minute
they
heard
their
claws
attacking
the
moldering
wood
,
and
already
formidable
paws
and
hungry
,
savage
jaws
had
found
their
way
through
the
palings
.
The
terrified
horses
broke
loose
from
their
halters
and
ran
about
the
inclosure
,
mad
with
fear
.
Glenarvan
put
his
arms
round
the
young
lad
,
and
resolved
to
defend
him
as
long
as
his
life
held
out
.
Possibly
he
might
have
made
a
useless
attempt
at
flight
when
his
eye
fell
on
Thalcave
.
