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White Fang was disinclined to desert him. The master thought of writing a note, but searched his pockets vainly for pencil and paper. Again he commanded White Fang to go home.<\/p>\n

The latter regarded him wistfully, started away, then returned and whined softly. The master talked to him gently but seriously, and he cocked his ears, and listened with painful intentness.<\/p>\n

"That's all right, old fellow, you just run along home," ran the talk. "Go on home and tell them what's happened to me. Home with you, you wolf. Get along home!"<\/p>\n

White Fang knew the meaning of "home," and though he did not understand the remainder of the master's language, he knew it was his will that he should go home. He turned and trotted reluctantly away. Then he stopped, undecided, and looked back over his shoulder.<\/p>\n

"Go home!" came the sharp command, and this time he obeyed.<\/p>\n

The family was on the porch, taking the cool of the afternoon, when White Fang arrived. He came in among them, panting, covered with dust.<\/p>\n

"Weedon's back," Weedon's mother announced.<\/p>\n

The children welcomed White Fang with glad cries and ran to meet him. He avoided them and passed down the porch, but they cornered him against a rocking–chair and the railing. He growled and tried to push by them. Their mother looked apprehensively in their direction.<\/p>\n

"I confess, he makes me nervous around the children," she said. "I have a dread that he will turn upon them unexpectedly some day."<\/p>\n

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