Білий ікол
The Indomitable
Hesnarledmoremenacingly,crouchedstilllower,andstillthehanddescended.Hedidnotwanttobitethehand,andheenduredtheperilofituntilhisinstinctsurgedupinhim,masteringhimwithitsinsatiableyearningforlife.
WeedonScotthadbelievedthathewasquickenoughtoavoidanysnaporslash.ButhehadyettolearntheremarkablequicknessofWhiteFang,whostruckwiththecertaintyandswiftnessofacoiledsnake.
Scottcriedoutsharplywithsurprise,catchinghistornhandandholdingittightlyinhisotherhand.Mattutteredagreatoathandsprangtohisside.WhiteFangcroucheddown,andbackedaway,bristling,showinghisfangs,hiseyesmalignantwithmenace.NowhecouldexpectabeatingasfearfulasanyhehadreceivedfromBeautySmith.
"Here!Whatareyoudoing?"Scottcriedsuddenly.
Matthaddashedintothecabinandcomeoutwitharifle.
"Nothin’,"hesaidslowly,withacarelesscalmnessthatwasassumed,"onlygoin’tokeepthatpromiseImade.Ireckonit’suptometokill‘masIsaidI’ddo."
"Noyoudon’t!"
"YesIdo.Watchme."
AsMatthadpleadedforWhiteFangwhenhehadbeenbitten,itwasnowWeedonScott’sturntoplead.
"Yousaidtogivehimachance.Well,giveittohim.We’veonlyjuststarted,andwecan’tquitatthebeginning.Itservedmeright,thistime.And—lookathim!"
