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on his tail, watching them with absorbed, 

 silent intentness. 



Fear and wonder, and swift memories of 

 Old Tomah and the wolf that had followed W w£P 0lV 

 him when he was lost, swept over Noel in a 

 flood. He rose swiftly, the long bow bent, 

 and again a deadly arrow cuddled softly 

 against his cheek ; but there were doubts 

 and fears in his eye till Mooka caught his 

 arm with a glad little laugh — 



" My cub, little brother. See his ear, and 

 oh, his tail ! Watch um tail, little brother." 

 For at the first move the big wolf sprang 

 alertly to his feet, looked deep into Mooka 's 

 eyes with that intense, penetrating light 

 which serves a wild animal to read your 

 very thoughts, and instantly his great bushy 

 tail was waving its friendly greeting. 



It was indeed Malsunsis, the cub. Before 

 the great storm broke he had crouched with 

 the pack in the hollow just in front of the 

 little hunters; and although the wolves were 

 hungry, it was with feelings of curiosity only 

 that they watched the children, who seemed 

 to the powerful brutes hardly more to be 



