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JACK SHORT AGAIN. 
CHAPTER IX. 
WILD DOGS, JACKALS, AND HYENAS. 
Jack remained for some time sitting upon 
the step where Richard had left him, with 
his face hidden in his hands. He had, as it 
were, thrown away all his anger with the 
unfortunate slate; and, now that his passion 
was over and his lately-acquired feelings 
began to regain possession of him, he felt 
very wretched. His mind ran over the 
length and breadth of his acquaintance with 
Richard, from the adventure with the kitten 
until now; and he could not remember ever 
having received aught but good from him 
whom he had now narrowly escaped killing 
in his blind and senseless rage. The circum¬ 
stances of his illness, his resolutions of refor¬ 
mation, his professions of gratitude to Rich¬ 
ard, passed in review before him; and when 
to these was added the thought of the chance 
