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stand. The figure ahead quickened its 

 pace to a trot, and Buck quickened his 

 also. 



Sounds of real danger now came from the 

 south, for a dozen warriors, who had been 

 waiting upon the plains, concealed by a 

 convenient swell, now closed in on both 

 sides of the herd to help stampede it. 



The figure ahead quickened its pace to a 

 sharp trot. Buck followed suit, and slowly, 

 like an avalanche, the entire cumbersome 

 herd gathered headway. 



They were now well within the outer end 

 of the wings, and Buck scented danger on 

 both sides of him, but the way ahead 

 seemed clear, so he thundered on. And 

 well he might scent danger behind the 

 rapidly converging wings, for the entire 

 village of the Crees, which had come down 

 for the purpose that very morning, was 

 waiting behind these screens, waiting until 

 just the right moment when they should 



