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The Clinging Death

           Thistheyoungermanendeavouredtoaccomplishbyclutchingthebulldog’sjawsinhishandsandtryingtospreadthem. Itwasavainundertaking.Ashepulledandtuggedandwrenched,hekeptexclaimingwitheveryexpulsionofbreath, "Beasts!" 

           Thecrowdbegantogrowunruly,andsomeofthemenwereprotestingagainstthespoilingofthesport; buttheyweresilencedwhenthenewcomerliftedhisheadfromhisworkforamomentandglaredatthem. 

           "Youdamnbeasts!"hefinallyexploded,andwentbacktohistask. 

           "It’snouse,Mr.Scott,youcan’tbreak‘mapartthatway,"Mattsaidatlast. 

           Thepairpausedandsurveyedthelockeddogs. 

           "Ain’tbleedin’much,"Mattannounced."Ain’tgotallthewayinyet." 

           "Buthe’sliabletoanymoment,"Scottanswered."There,didyouseethat!Heshiftedhisgripinabit." 

           Theyoungerman’sexcitementandapprehensionforWhiteFangwasgrowing. HestruckCherokeeabouttheheadsavagelyagainandagain. Butthatdidnotloosenthejaws. Cherokeewaggedthestumpofhistailinadvertisementthatheunderstoodthemeaningoftheblows,butthatheknewhewashimselfintherightandonlydoinghisdutybykeepinghisgrip. 

           "Won’tsomeofyouhelp?"Scottcrieddesperatelyatthecrowd. 

           Butnohelpwasoffered.Instead,thecrowdbegansarcasticallytocheerhimonandshoweredhimwithfacetiousadvice. 

           "You’llhavetogetapry,"Mattcounselled. 

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