Білий ікол
The Indomitable
"Servedmeright,"Mattarguedstubbornly."What’dIwanttokick‘mfor?Yousaidyourselfthathe’ddoneright.ThenIhadnorighttokick‘m."
"Itwouldbeamercytokillhim,"Scottinsisted."He’suntamable."
"Nowlookhere,Mr.Scott,givethepoordevilafightin’chance.Heain’thadnochanceyet.He’sjustcomethroughhell,an’thisisthefirsttimehe’sbenloose.Give‘mafairchance,an’ifhedon’tdeliverthegoods,I’llkill‘mmyself.There!"
"GodknowsIdon’twanttokillhimorhavehimkilled,"Scottanswered,puttingawaytherevolver."We’lllethimrunlooseandseewhatkindnesscandoforhim.Andhere’satryatit."
HewalkedovertoWhiteFangandbegantalkingtohimgentlyandsoothingly.
"Betterhaveaclubhandy,"Mattwarned.
ScottshookhisheadandwentontryingtowinWhiteFang’sconfidence.
WhiteFangwassuspicious.Somethingwasimpending.Hehadkilledthisgod’sdog,bittenhiscompaniongod,andwhatelsewastobeexpectedthansometerriblepunishment?Butinthefaceofithewasindomitable.Hebristledandshowedhisteeth,hiseyesvigilant,hiswholebodywaryandpreparedforanything.Thegodhadnoclub,sohesufferedhimtoapproachquitenear.Thegod’shandhadcomeoutandwasdescendinguponhishead.WhiteFangshranktogetherandgrewtenseashecrouchedunderit.Herewasdanger,sometreacheryorsomething.Heknewthehandsofthegods,theirprovedmastery,theircunningtohurt.Besides,therewashisoldantipathytobeingtouched.
