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The Southland

           Andhere,inthisinfernoofluggage,wasWhiteFangdesertedbythemaster. OratleastWhiteFangthoughthewasdeserted,untilhesmelledoutthemaster’scanvasclothes-bagsalongsideofhim,andproceededtomountguardoverthem. 

           "‘Bouttimeyoucome,"growledthegodofthecar,anhourlater,whenWeedonScottappearedatthedoor. "Thatdogofyournwon’tletmelayafingeronyourstuff." 

           WhiteFangemergedfromthecar. Hewasastonished. Thenightmarecitywasgone. Thecarhadbeentohimnomorethanaroominahouse,andwhenhehadentereditthecityhadbeenallaroundhim. Intheintervalthecityhaddisappeared. Theroarofitnolongerdinneduponhisears. Beforehimwassmilingcountry,streamingwithsunshine,lazywithquietude. Buthehadlittletimetomarvelatthetransformation. Heaccepteditasheacceptedalltheunaccountabledoingsandmanifestationsofthegods.Itwastheirway. 

           Therewasacarriagewaiting. Amanandawomanapproachedthemaster. Thewoman’sarmswentoutandclutchedthemasteraroundtheneckahostileact! ThenextmomentWeedonScotthadtornloosefromtheembraceandclosedwithWhiteFang,whohadbecomeasnarling,ragingdemon. 

           "It’sallright,mother,"ScottwassayingashekepttightholdofWhiteFangandplacatedhim. "Hethoughtyouweregoingtoinjureme,andhewouldn’tstandforit. It’sallright.It’sallright. He’lllearnsoonenough." 

           "AndinthemeantimeImaybepermittedtolovemysonwhenhisdogisnotaround,"shelaughed,thoughshewaspaleandweakfromthefright. 

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