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Qnarter-st/aln wolf, three-quarters i "husky," he had lived the four years of his life In the wilderness. He had i felt the pangs of stsrvation. He knew i what It meant to freese," He had listened to the walling wlnUs of the long Arctic night over the barrens. His throat and sides were scarred by bat tle, and his eyes were red with the blister of the snows. H» was called Kazan, the Wild Dog, because he was a giant among his kind and as fear less, even, as the men who drove him through the perils of a -frozen world. He had never known fear —until now. He had never felt in him before the desire to run—not. even on that terrible day In the forest when he had fought and killed the big gray lyni. It wfis his first glimpse of civilization. He wished that his master would come back into the strange room where he had left him. It was a room filled with . hideous things. There were great hu man faces on the wall, but they did not move,or speak, but stared at him In a way he had never seen people look before. Suddenly Kazan lifted his ears, a little. He heard steps, then low voices. One of them was his master's volpe, i But the other —It sent a little tremor , through him I Once, long ago that It must have been In his puppyhood ■ days, he seemed to have had a dream i of a laugh that was like the girl's | laugh—a laugh that was all at once 1 filled with a wonderful happiness, the thrill of a wonderful love, and a sweetness that made Kazan lift his head as they came in. He looked straight at them, his red eyes gleatq.- ing. At once b9 knew that she must be dear to his master, for his mnster'a arm was about her. In the glow of the light he saw that hef hair wail, very bright, and that there was the, color of the crimson bnkneesh vine In her face and the blue of the bak neesh flower in her shining eyeq, Sud denly she saw him, and with a little cry darted towAd him. "Stop I" shonted the man. "He's dangerous 1 Kazan—" She was on her knees beside him, all fluffy and sweet and beautiful, her eyes shining wonderfully. He saw the man running forward, pale -as death. Then her hand fell upon his head, and the touch scut a thrill through him that quivered in every nerve of his body. With both hands she turned up his head. Her face was very close, and he heard her say, almost sob* blngly | "And yon are Kazan—dear old Ka zan, my Kazan, my hero dog—who brought Mm home to me when all the others had died I My Kazan—my herol" , And then, miracle of miracles, her face was crushed down against him, and he felt her sweet, warm toucft, In those moments Kazan did not move. Ho scarcely breathed. It seemed a long time before the girl lifted her face from him. And when she did, there were tears In her blue eyes, and the man was standing aboye them, his bands grlppeditlght, bis Jaws set. "I never knew him to let anyono toqeh him—with their naked band," bo aald in a' tense, wondering voice. "Move back quickly, Isobel. Good fienven —look at that I" » Kazan whined softly, his bloodshot eyes on the girl's face. He wanted to feel her hand again; he wanted to >ouch her face. Would they beat him with a club, he wondered, If be dayed I He meant no harm now. He would kill for her. He cringed toward her. Inch by Inch, his eyes never faltering. He heard what the man said —"Good heaven I Look at that I"—and he shuddered. But no blow fell to drive him back. His cold muzzle touched her filmy dress, and she rooked at him, without moving, her wet eyes blazing like stars. "Seel",she whispered. "Seel"/ Now his muzzle traveled slowly tip ward —over her foot, to fcer lap, and at last touched the little band that lay there. Ills eyes were still on her face; ho snw a queer throbbing In her bare white throat, and then a trembling o§ her Hps as she looked' up at the man with a wonderful look. He, too, knelt down beside them, and put his arm about the girl again, and pat ted the dog on his bead. Kazan did not like the man's tofich. ne trusted It, as nature hod taught him to mistrust the tohch of all men's hands, bnt be permitted it because bo s*w that It In some way pleased the y girt r "Kazan, old boy, yon wouldn't hurt her, would your said his master soft ly. "We both love her, don't we, boy 7 | Can't help It, can we? And she's ours, Kazan/all ours! She belongs to you r " and to me, and we're golnrr to take • care of her all our lire*, end If we 4 ever hnvo to, we'll fight for her like C- i,_|—won't we? Eh. Kuznn, >ki boy?" '* For a long time after they left him where h« was lying onrtbe rug, Ka zan's eyes did not leave the girl. After '■ a ttiift his master said something,-and [t with a little laugh tharlrl Jumped up "• and ran to a big, squarS, shining thing. k that stood crosswise In a corner, aiW n which had a row of white teeth longer 1 than his own body. He had wondered '• what those teeth 'were for. The girl's fingers touched them now, and all the whispering of winds that he had 7 ever heard, all the ronslc of the Wa* " terfalls and the rapl:ls and the trlll» Ing Qt bird* tn «prliu'ttpm. could APt equal the sounds"they mint". It tonn bis first music. Slowly he began sllnk- I Ing toward the girl. He felt the eyes of the man upon him, and stopped. Then a little more— a time, with his throat and jaw straight out along the fioorl He was hiilf-wuy to her—half-way across the ftiom —when the wonderful sounds grew very, soft and very low. | i "Oo on £he heard the mnn urge In a low, quick voice. "Oo on I Don't stop 1" The girl turned~her head, snw Ka zan cringing there on the floor, anil continued to play. The mnn was still looking, but his eyes could not keep Kazan back now. He went nearer, still nearer, until at last his outreach- Ing muzzle-touched her dress where It It Was His First Music. lay p!led_on the floor. And then —he lay trembling, for she had begun to { sing. He had beard a Crey woman crooning In front of her tepee; he hud hound the wild chant of the caribou song—but he had never heard any thing like this wonderful sweetpess that fell from the Hps of the girl. He forgot his master's presence Imw. Qui etly, crlnglngly, so that she would not know, he lifted bis heud. He saw her looking at him; thire was something In her wonderful eyes that gave him confidence, and he laid his head in her lap. For the second time he felt the touch of a woman's hand, und he closed his eyes with a long, sighing breath. The music stopped. There came a little fluttering sound above . him, like a laugh and a sob la one. He heard his master cough. "I've always loved the old rascal — but I never thought he'd do that," he said; and his voice sounded queer to Kazan. CHAPTER 11. Into tb« North. Wonderful days followed for Kazan. Ho missed the forests and deep snows. He missed the dally strife of keeping his teammates In trace, the yapping at bis heels, the straight, long pull over the open spaces und the barreas. He missed the "Koosli—koosti—lloo yah I" of the driver, the spiteful snap J of his twenty-foot caribou-gut whip, und that yelping and stralnlug behind bim that told blm be hud his followers in Hue. But something bad come to tako the pluce of that which he mUsed. It was in the room, In the air all ihiout blm, even when the girl or blw (ous ter was not near. Wherever she hai been, he found the prcsonce of that strange tblng that took away Ids loneliness. It was the woman scent, and sometimes it made him whine softly when the girl herself was actu ally with him. He MTUM not lonely, nights, when be should lutve been out howling at the stars. He was not lonely, lecauHe one night he prowled about until he found a certain door, and when the girt opened that door In the morning she found him curled up tight agalhst .it She had reached down ar.d hugged him, the thick smother of her long hair falling all over blm In a delightful pcKfume; thereafter ilhe placed a ru* bef..r. the , door for him to Meep op A" through | the long ulghli* he knew lliat she was )n»t beyond the door, and he was con tent. Each doy he thought less and less of the wild places and uioip her, Iben there came the beginning of the change. There was a strange bnrry and excitement around him. and the girl paid less attention to blm. He pew' uneasy. He sniffed the change In the air, and he began to study his master's face. Then there en lite the morning, very early, when the babb-he collar and the Iron chain were fas tened to him again. Not until be h»4 followed his matter put ltef*ugh tbe door and Into the street did be begin . to understand. They were sending hlto swayl He sat suddenly bark on haunches and refuted to badge. "Gome, Kazan," coaxed the man. "Come on, boy." He bung back and showed his white fangs. He expected the lash of a whip or the blow of q yl'tb, bit neither came. His master laughed and took him back tO the house. n iby left It again. GRAHAM, N.' C., THURSDAY, MAY 3, 1917 ' the girl was with them and "walked With her hand toothing his head. It was she who persuaded htm to leap up , through a blg lS dat* hole Into the still darker Interior of a car, and It wag she who lured him to the darkest corner of all, where hit master fastened hla chain. Then they went out, laughing like two children. For hours after that Kazan lay still and tense, listen ing to the queer rumble of wheels uuder him. Several times those wheels stopped, and he heard voices outside. At last he was sure that he heard a familiar voice, and he strained at his chain and whined. The closed door slid back. A man with a lantern climbed in, followed by Ills master. He paid no attention to them, but glared out through the opening Into the gloom of night. He almost broke loose when he leaped down upon the white snow, but when he saw no one there, he stood rigid, sniffing the air. Over him were the stars he had howled at all his life, and about him were the forests, black and silent, . 1 shutting them In like a wall. Vulnly i he sought for that one scent that wus ! missing, and Thorpe heard the low note of grief In his shaggy throat. He took the lantern and held It above his head, at the same time loosening his hold on the leash. At that signal there , cnine a voice out of the night. It came from behind them, and Kazan whirled | so suddenly that the loosely held chain slipped from-fhe man's hand. He saw the glow of other lanterns. And then, once more, the voice— "Kaa-ftu-zan I" He was off like a bolt. Thorps laughed to himself as he followed. "The old pirate!" be chuckled. When he came to the lantern-lighted space back of the caboose, Thorpe found Kazan crouching down at a woman's feet. It was Thorpe's wife. She smiled triumphantly at him an h« came up out of the gloom. / "You've won!" he laughed, not un happily. "I'd have wagered my last dollar he wouldn't do that for any voice on earth. You've won! Kazan, ! you brute, I've lost you!" His face suddenly sobered as Isohel stopped to pick up the end of tb« chain. "He's yours, Js»y," he added quickly, "but you inust let me care for hln\ un- 1 til—we know. Give me the chain. I I won't trust him even now. He's a wolf. 1 Tve seen him take an Indian's hand 1 off at a slDgle snap, I've seen-him 1 t€>ar out another dog's jugular In one leap- He's an outlaw—a bad dog—ln : spite of the fact that ho hung to me like a hero and brought me out alive. I can't trqst him. Olve me the chain —" i He did not flnlsn. With the snarl of ; a wild beast, Kazan had leaped to his feet His lips drew up and bared hla i long fanes. His spine stiffened, and I with a sudden cry of warning, Thorpe dropped a hand to the revolver at his I belt. Kazan paid no attention to him. An other form had approached 9ut of the night, and stood now In the circle of | Illumination made by the lanterns. It 1 was McCready, who was to sccompany 1 Thorpe and his young wife back to the lied niver camp, where Thorpe was In charge of the building of the new - Transcontinental, The man was straight, powerfully built and clean shaven. His Jaw was so square that It was brutal, and there was a glow In his eyes that was almost like the pas sion in Kaznn'j as ho looked at Isobel, McCready shifted Ills gaze, and In stantly her hand fell on Kazan's head. For the first time the dog (IM not seem to feel her touch. He still snarled nt McCready, the rumbling menace lo his throat growing deeper. Thorpe's wife tugged at the chuin. {"Down, Kazan—down I" she com manded. v y At the sound of her voice he relaxed. "Dowaf she repeated, band fell on his head again. He slunk to her feet. Ilut his Hps were still drawn back. Thorpe Vas watching lilm. He wondered at the deadly ven om that shot from the wolfish eyes,'' fiud looked at McCready. The big guide had uncoiled bis long dog-whip. A strange look had come Into his face. He was staring hard at Kazan. Sud denly he leaned forward, with both bunds on bis knees, and for a tens** moment or two he seemed to forget that Isobel Thorpe's wonderful .blue eyes were looking at him, "Hoo-koosh, Pedro—charge!" That one word—charge—was taught only to the dogs In the service of the Northwest Mounted police. Kazan did not move. McCready straightened, and, quick as a shot, sent the long lash of his whip curling out Into the night with n crack like a pistol report. "Thnrge, Pedro—charge!" Tlie rumble in Kazan's throat deep ened to a snarling growl, but not a muscle of his body moved. McCready turned to Thorpe. • "I could have sworn that I knew that dog," he said. "If It's I'edro, he's badj- , / Thorpe was taking the chain. Only the girl saw the look that came for an Instant Into McCready's face. It mad* 1 her shiver. A few minutes before, when the train Brut stop|ied at Les Pas, she hsd offered ber hand to this man, end she bad seen the same thing then. But even as she shuddered she recalled the many things her husband had told her of the forest people. She bad grown to love them, to admire their bfg, rough manhood and loyal hearts, before he had bruugtit her among them; and suddenly she smiled • at McCready, struggling to overcome that thrill of fear and dislike. "He doesn't like yon," sue toughed ■ at him aoftly. "Won't you make friends with him?" | She drew Kasan toward htnS, with Thorpe holding the end of the chain. ' , McCready came to ber side as she bent ' over the dog. Ilia back was to Thorpe as he hunched down Ivihel s | bowed head *vy« jvlthln a foot of his lave. He Could see the glow In her 1 check ond the (touting curve of her 1 louth as she quieted the (ow vUmlilliig 1 n Kaznn'g Chroiil. Thorpe stood ready I to pull back on the chain, but for a ' moment McCready was between htm ' and his Klfe, apd he could not see McOready's facu. The man's eyes ' were not on Kazan. He wns staring ' *t the girl, "You're brave," he sold. "I don't fore do that. He would take off tny > s*od P _ He took the lantern from Thorpe «nd led the way to a narrow snow path branching off from the track. Hidden hack In the thick spruce was the camp that Thorpe had left a fort night before. There were two tents there now In place of the one that he ind his guide had usedv A big fire was burning In front of them. Close to the fire was a long sledge, and fastened to trees Just within the outer circle of firelight Kasan saw the shadowy forms and gleaming eyes of tils teammates. He stood stiff and mo tionless white Thorpe fastened him to t sledge. Once more he was back In his forests—and in command. His mistress was laughing and clapping her hands delightedly In the excite ment of the strange and wonderful life ot which she bsd now become a part. Thorpe had thrown back the flap of ' their tent, and she was entering ahead it htm. She did not look-back. Sho •poke no word to him. He whined, and turned his red eyes on McCready. In the tent Thorpe was saying: 'Tm sorry old Jackplne wouldn't go back with us, lasy. He drove me down, but for love or money I couldn't ' (et him to return. He's a Mission In dian, and I'd give a month's salary to have you see him handle the dogs. I'm not sure about this man McCready. 1 He's a queer chap, the company's agent here tells me, and knows the woods like a book. But dogs don't like a , stranger. Kazan Isn't going to take to him worth a c4nt 1" \ Knsan. heard the girl's voice, and, •tood rigid and motlouless listening to It. He did not hear or see McCready when he came up stealthily behind him. The man's voice came as sud denly as a shot at bis heels. "Pedro I" In aa Instant Kazan cringed as if touched by a lash. "Got you that time—didn't I, you old devil!" whispered McCready, his face strangely pale In the firelight "Changed your name, eb? But I got you—didn't If CHAPTER 111. McCready Pays The Debt For a long time after he had altered those worda McCready sat In silence beside the fire. Only for a moment or two at a time did bis eyes ieave Ka zan. After a little, when he was suro tbat Thorpe and Isobel had retired for the night, he went into his own tent and returned with a flask of whisky. During the next half-hour be drank frequently. Then he went over and sat on the edge of the sledge, Just be- ' yond the reach of Kazan's chain. "Got you, didn't 11" he repeated, the effect of the liquor beginning to show In the glitter of bis eyes. "Wonder who ehnrtged your name, Pedro. And how did he come by you? Ho, ho, if you could only talk —" They heard Thorpe's voice Inside the tent. It was followed by a low, girlish peal of laughter, and McCready Jerked himself erect. His face blazed sud denly red, and he rose to bis feet, dropping the flask la his coat pocket. Walking around the fire, ho tiptoed cautiously to the shadow -of a tree close to the tent and stood there for many minutes listening. His eyes burned with a fiery madness when he returned to the sledge and Kazan. It was midnight before be went Into bis own tent. In the warmth of the fire Kazan's eyes slowly closed. He slumbered un easily, and his brain was filled with troubled pictures. At times ho was fighting, and his Jaws snapped. At others he was straining at the end of his chain, with McCready or his pls trcss- Just out of reach. And then the picture changed. He was running at the head of a splendid team —six dogs of the ltoyal Northwest Mounted po lice—and his master was calling him Pedro 1 The scene shifted. They were In camp. His msster was young and smooth-faced, and he helped from the ' sledge another man whose hands were fnstened In front of him by curious black rings. Again It was later —and ho was lying before a great fire. Ills master was sitting opposite him, with tils back to a tent, and as he looked, there came out of the tent the man with the black rings—only now the rings were gone anil hla hands were free, and In one of them he carried a heavy club. He beard the terrible blow ofuhe club as It fell on his mas ter's head —sad the sound of It aroused lllm from hla restless sleep. He sprang to his feet, his spine (t|ft fenlng and a snarl In bis tbroat. The fire had died down, and the camp was In the darker gloom that precedes dawn. Through that gloom Kazan saw McCready. Again he was stand ing close to the tent of bis mistress, and he knew now that this was the man who had worn the black Iron - rings, and (hat it was %e who had beaten him with whip and club for uinny long days after he bad killed bt*( master. McOesdy heard the menace In his throat and rprno back quickly to the flrc. He begun to Whistle and draw the half-burned logs together, and as the fire blazed up afresh be shouted to awsken Thorpe and Isobel. In a few minutes Thorpe appeared at the tent-flap and his wife followed him out: Her loose hair rippled In billows of gold about her shoulders, aud MM snt down, on the pledge, close to Ka zan, uud began brushing It McCready eame up behind her and among the packages on the stedgs. As If by accident, one of his bands buried Itself for an instant in the rich tresses that flowed down her back. She did not at first feel the caressing touch of tys fingers, and Thorpe's back was toward them. Only Kazan saw the stealthy move ment of the band, the fondling clntrb of the Angers lb her hair, and the mad pamrton burning In the eyes of the man. Qnlcker than a lynx, the dog had leaped the length of his chain across the sledge. McCready sprsng bsck Just in time, and as Kazan reached the end of his chain he was Jerked back so .that bis body struck sidewtse against the girl. Thorpe had turned In time to see the end of the leap. n« be lieved that Kazan had sprung at Iso-. Bel, and In h'ls horror no word or cry escaped his lips as be dragged her from where she had half fallen over the sledge. He saw that she was not burt, and hfi..rg££&ed for iJa rejolver, It was In Ms bolster In tfie "tent. 'At his feet was McCready's whip, and In the passion of the moment he seized it and sprang upon Kazan. The dog crouched In the snow. He made no move to escape or to attack. Only once In his life could he remember having received a beating Uke thnt which Thorpe lnftlct«o upon him now. But not a whimper or a growl escaped him. And then, suddenly, his mistress ran forward and caught the whip poised nbove Thorpe's head. "Not another blow!" she cried, and something In her voice held him from striking. McCready did not hear what she said then, but a strange look came Into Thorpe's eyes, and without a word he followed his wife luto their tent. "Kazan did not leap at me," she whispered, and she wus trembling with a sudden excitement. Her face was ¥Not Another Blow!" deathly white, "That man was be hind me," sho went on, clutching ier husband by the arm. "I felt him touch me—and then Kazan sprang. He wouldn't bite me. It's the mnn I There's something—wrong—" She was almost sobbing, and Thorpe drew her close In bis arms. "I hadn't thought before—hut It's strange," he said. "Didn't McCready say something about knowing the dog? •It's Perhaps he's had Kazan before and abused htm In a way that the dog has not forgotten. iTomorrow I'll flnd out. But until I (now —will you promise to keep away from Ka zan?" Isobel gave the promise. When they came out from the tent Kazan lifted his great head. The stinging lasli had closed one of bis eyes add his mouth was dripping blood. Isobel gave a low sob, but did not go near him. Half blinded, he knew that his mistress had Stopped his punishment, and be whined softly, and wngged his thick tall In the •now. Never hnd ho felt so miserable as through the long hurd hours of the day that followed, when he broke the trail | for his team-mntes Into the North. One of his eyes wus closed and filled with stinging fire, and his body was sore from the blows of the eftrlbou lash. But It was not physical pain that gave the sullen droop to his head and robbed his body of that keen quick alertnesa of the lead-dog—the>>mmsnder of his mates. It wus his spirit. For the first time In his life, It was broken. Me- Cready had beaten him—long ago; his master had beaten him; and during all this day their voices were tierce uud Vengeful Hi his' ears. But It was his mlstrcKs who hurt lilm most. Klie held aloof from him, always beyond the reach of his leash; and when they stopped to rest, and again Itk-amp, she looked at hlin with strange and won dering eyes, uud did not speak. She, too, was ready to beot him. He believed that, and that night he lurki-d In one of the deepest shadows about the camp fire and grieved alone. None knew that It was grlef—uoleas It was the girl. Shu did not move toward him. .She did not speak to him. Hut she watched him closely—and studied blm hardest when he was looking at McCready. Later, after Thor|ie aod his wife had gone Into their tent. It begun to snow, pud the effect of the snow upon McCready puzzled Kazan. The man was restless, and he drank frequently from the flask that he had used the night before. In the firelight Ul'i face grew redder and redder, and Kazan Could see the strange gleam of bis teeth as he gazed at the tent In which his mistress was sleeping. AguUi and - again he went close to that teat, and listened. Twlee be heard movement. The Inst time, it was the soutid of Thorpe's deep breathing. McCready hurried back to the fire and turned bis face straight up to tbe sky. The snow was falling so thickly that when he lowered his face he blinked ami w!|>ed bis eyes Then he went Into the gloom and bent low over the trail tUcy had made a few hours before. It was al most obliterated by the falling snow. Another hour and there would be so trail —nothing the next day tn tell who ever might pass that they had come this wny, ity morning It would cover everything, even the fire. If he allowed It to die down. McCready drank again, out In the darkness. Low words of an Insane Jiiy burst from his Hp*. His head was hot with • drunken flrc. Uht heart beat madly, but scarcely more furiously than did Hasan's when tbe dog aafv tVw! M'Cready was returning with a club 1 The club he placed on end against n tree. Then he took a lantern from the sledge and lighted It. He approached Thorpe's tent-flap, tbo lantern In his hand. "Ho, Thorpe—Thorpe 1" he called. There was no answer. He could bear , Thorpe breathing. He drew the flap aside a little, and raised bis voice.' "Thorpe!" Still there was no movement Inside, and he untied the flap strings and thrust la his lantern. The light (lashed en Isobel's golden head, and McCready •tared at It, his eyes burning like red coals, nntU ho saw tbat Thorpe ws« awakening. Quickly he dropped the saa_gnd nvrtiaJ it from tbe "Ho, Thorpe—Thorpe 1" he called ■gain. This time Thorpe replied. "Hello, McCready—U that 7oof ] MeCready drew the flap back a lit tle, and spoke In a low voice. ' "Tea. Can you come ont a mlnnteT 1 Something's happening out In the { woods. Don't iQkke up your wife I" .He drew back and waited. A minute later Thorpe catne quietly out of the tent. MeCready pointed Into the thick j spruce. "IH swear there's someone noalng around the camp," he said. Tm cer tnln that 1 aaw a man out there a few minutes ago, when I went for a log. It's a good night for ateallng dogs. Here—you take the lantern I If 1 wasn't clean fooled, well find a trail In the anow.' He gave Thorpe the lantern tnd picked up the heavy club. A growl rose In Kaaan'a throat, but hp choked It back. He wanted to snart forth hi* warning, to leap at the end of tils leash, but he knew that If he did that, they would retortf'and beat him. 80 hetlay still, trembling and shivering, ■ and whining softly. He watched them until they disappeared—and then wait ed —listened. At last he heard the crunch of anow. He was not surprised to see MeCready come back alone. He had expected him to return alone. For he knew what a club meant I MeCready's face was terrible now. It was like a beast's. He waa. hatlesa. Kazan alunk deeper In bis shadow at the low horrible laugh that, fell from his lips—for the nan still held the club. In a moment he dropped that, - and approached the tent He drew back the ilnp and peered In. Thorpe's wife waa sleeping, and as quietly aa a cat he entered and bung the lantern 00 a nail In the tent-pole. „Hls movement did not awaken her, and for m few mo menta he stood there, staring—staring. Kazan watched HdCready as be en tered, and suddenly the dog waa on his feet, hla back tense and bristling, bis limbs rigid. He sawMcCready'a huge shadow on the canvas, (nd a moment later there came a strange piercing cry. In the wild terror of that cry he recog nised bcr voice—and he leaped toward the tent The leash stopped him, choking the snarl In hla throat He aaw the ahadowa struggling and there came cry after cry. Bbe was calling to hla master, and with his master's name she waa calling him I "Kasan—Kazan —" lie leaped again, and wy thrown up on his back. A second and a third time he sprang the length of the leash Into the night, and tho bablche cord about hla neck cut Into hla fleah like a knife, lie atopped for an Instant gasping for breath. The shadow* were atlll fighting. Now they were upright 1 Now they were crumpling down I With a fierce snarl-he flung his whole weight onra more at the end of the chain. Thire was a snap, aa the thong about his neck gave way. In half a dozen bounds Kaaan madt the tent and rushed under the flap With a snarl he waa -at McCready't "throat The first soap of bis powerful Jaws waa death, tmt he {ltd not know that He kuew only that hla mistress was there, and that he was fighting for her. There came one choking gasping | cry that ended with a terrible sob; It was MeCready. The man sank from hla knees upon hla back, and Kazan • thrust his fopgs deeper Into his enemy's throat; he felt the warm blood. 1 The dog'a mlatreaa waa calling to him now. Hhe waa pulling at bla shaggy 1 neck. Hut Ife would not looee hla hold 1 —not for a long time. When be did, his mistress looked down once upon the man and covered her face with h«r handx. Then she sank down upon the hlunkets. She waa very atlll. Her face and hands were cold, snd Kazan muz zled them tenderly. Her eyes were closed. He snuggled up close against ln-r, with his resdy jawa turned toward tlie dead man. Why waa she so still, he wondered? A loug time paaaed, and then she moved. Her eyes opened. Her hand touelied him. Then he heard a step outside. It was his master, aud with that old thrill of fear—fenr of the club—he went swiftly to the door. Yea, there was his muster in the flrellght—and In his hand he held the club. He was coming slowly, almost falling at each step, and his face was red with blood. Hut he had the club! He would beat hlni Hitaln —heat him terribly for hurt ing MeCready; so Kasan allpped quiet ly under the teat-flap and atole off Into the shadows. 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