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The Indomitable

           "You’reright,Matt.Hewasasled-dogbeforeBeautySmithgotholdofhim." 

           "Andthere’snotmuchreasonagainsthisbein’asled-dogagain." 

           "Whatd’yethink?"Scottqueriedeagerly.Thenthehopedieddownasheadded,shakinghishead,"We’vehadhimtwoweeksnow,andifanythinghe’swilderthaneveratthepresentmoment." 

           "Give‘machance,"Mattcounselled."Turn‘mlooseforaspell." 

           Theotherlookedathimincredulously. 

           "Yes,"Mattwenton,"Iknowyou’vetriedto,butyoudidn’ttakeaclub." 

           "Youtryitthen." 

           Thedog-mushersecuredaclubandwentovertothechainedanimal.WhiteFangwatchedtheclubafterthemannerofacagedlionwatchingthewhipofitstrainer. 

           "See‘mkeephiseyeonthatclub,"Mattsaid."That’sagoodsign.He’snofool.Don’tdasttacklemesolongasIgotthatclubhandy.He’snotcleancrazy,sure." 

           Astheman’shandapproachedhisneck,WhiteFangbristledandsnarledandcroucheddown.Butwhileheeyedtheapproachinghand,heatthesametimecontrivedtokeeptrackoftheclubintheotherhand,suspendedthreateninglyabovehim.Mattunsnappedthechainfromthecollarandsteppedback. 

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