FOLLOWING 
THE DEizR^ 
hard. Those in the rear (I could 
see them over the top of the scrub 
spruce, behind which I crouched in 
the path) said in every nerve and 
muscle : Go on ! No matter what 
it is, the danger behind is worse. 
Go on, go on ! " hisistence was in 
the air. The doe felt it and bounded 
aside. The crust had softened in the 
sun, and she plunged through it when 
she struck, cr-r-mnch, cr-r-ninch, up 
to her sides at every jump. The 
others followed, just swinging their 
heads for a look and a sniff at me, 
springing from hole to hole in the 
snow, and making but a single trail. 
A dozen jumps and they struck an- 
other path and turned into it, running 
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