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The call of the wild

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Oh, that s all right, that s all right, the man hastened meekly to say. I was just a-wonderin , that is all. It seemed a mite top-heavy. Charles turned his back and drew the lashings down as well as he could, which was not in the least well. An of course the dogs can hike along all day with that contraption behind them, affirmed a second of the men. Certainly, said Hal, with freezing politeness, taking hold of the gee-pole with one hand and swinging his whip from the other. Mush! he shouted. Mush on there! The dogs sprang against the breast-bands, strained hard for a few moments, then relaxed. They were unable to move the sled. The lazy brutes, I ll show them, he cried, preparing to lash out at them with the whip. But Mercedes interfered, crying, Oh, Hal, you mustn t, as she caught hold of the whip and wrenched it from him. The poor dears! Now you must promise you won t be harsh with them for the rest of the trip, or I won t go a step. Precious lot you know about dogs, her brother sneered; and I wish you d leave me alone. They re lazy, I tell you, and you ve got to whip them to get anything out of them. That s their way. You ask any one. Ask one of those men. Mercedes looked at them imploringly, untold repugnance at sight of pain written in her pretty face. They re weak as water, if you want to know, came the reply from one of the men. Plum tuckered out, that s what s the matter. They need a rest. Rest be blanked, said Hal, with his beardless lips; and Mercedes said, Oh! in pain and sorrow at the oath. 41
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