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The Red Wolves

           "Verywell,letusdefendourselves,then,tillmorning."

           "Yes,myboy,andwithknife-thrusts,whengunandshotsfail."

           AlreadyThalcavehadsettheexample,forwheneverawolfcametooneartheburningpile,thelongarmofthePatagoniandashedthroughtheflamesandcameoutagainreddenedwithblood.

           Butverysoonthismeansofdefensewouldbeatanend.Abouttwoo’clock,Thalcaveflunghislastarmfulofcombustiblesintothefire,andbarelyenoughpowderremainedtoloadagunfivetimes.

           Glenarvanthrewasorrowfulglanceroundhim.Hethoughtoftheladstandingthere,andofhiscompanionsandthoseleftbehind,whomhelovedsodearly.

           Robertwassilent.Perhapsthedangerseemedlessimminenttohisimagination.ButGlenarvanthoughtforhim,andpicturedtohimselfthehorriblefatethatseemedtoawaithiminevitably.Quiteovercomebyhisemotion,hetookthechildinhisarms,andstraininghimconvulsivelytohisheart,pressedhislipsonhisforehead,whiletearshecouldnotrestrainstreameddownhischeeks.

           Robertlookedupintohisfacewithasmile,andsaid,"Iamnotfrightened."

           "No,mychild,no!andyouareright.Intwohoursdaybreakwillcome,andweshallbesaved.Bravo,Thalcave!mybravePatagonian!Bravo!"headdedastheIndianthatmomentleveledtwoenormousbeastswhoendeavoredtoleapacrossthebarrierofflames.

           Butthefirewasfastdyingout,andtheDENOUEMENToftheterribledramawasapproaching.Theflamesgotlowerandlower.

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