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The She-Wolf
"I’llbeding-dong-dangedifIdo.IsaidIwouldn’tifarydogturnedupmissin’,an’Iwon’t."
"It’sdarngoodcoffee,"Henrysaidenticingly.
ButBillwasstubborn,andheateadrybreakfastwasheddownwithmumbledcursesatOneEarforthetrickhehadplayed.
"I’lltie’emupoutofreachofeachotherto-night,"Billsaid,astheytookthetrail.
Theyhadtravelledlittlemorethanahundredyards,whenHenry,whowasinfront,bentdownandpickedupsomethingwithwhichhissnowshoehadcollided. Itwasdark,andhecouldnotseeit,butherecogniseditbythetouch. Heflungitback,sothatitstruckthesledandbouncedalonguntilitfetcheduponBill’ssnowshoes.
"Mebbeyou’llneedthatinyourbusiness,"Henrysaid.
Billutteredanexclamation.ItwasallthatwasleftofSpanker—thestickwithwhichhehadbeentied.
"Theyate‘mhidean’all,"Billannounced."Thestick’sascleanasawhistle.They’veatetheleatheroffenbothends. They’redamnhungry,Henry,an’they’llhaveyouan’meguessin’beforethistrip’sover."
Henrylaugheddefiantly. "Iain’tbeentrailedthiswaybywolvesbefore,butI’vegonethroughawholelotworsean’keptmyhealth. Takesmore’nahandfulofthempeskycritterstodoforyourstruly,Bill,myson."
"Idon’tknow,Idon’tknow,"Billmutteredominously.
"Well,you’llknowallrightwhenwepullintoMcGurry."
