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  unaccountable way been overturned into the snow; and that his club…hand
  had been ripped wide open by White Fang's teeth。
  But White Fang knew that he had broken the law of the gods。 He had
  driven   his   teeth   into   the   sacred   flesh   of   one   of   them;   and   could   expect
  nothing   but   a   most   terrible   punishment。   He   fled   away   to   Grey   Beaver;
  behind   whose   protecting   legs   he   crouched   when   the   bitten   boy   and   the
  boy's    family    came;    demanding       vengeance。      But   they   went    away    with
  vengeance unsatisfied。 Grey Beaver defended White Fang。 So did Mit…sah
  and Kloo…kooch。 White Fang; listening to the wordy war and watching the
  angry   gestures;   knew   that   his   act   was   justified。 And   so   it   came   that   he
  learned   there   were   gods   and   gods。   There   were   his   gods;   and   there   were
  other gods; and between them there was a difference。 Justice or injustice;
  it was all the same; he must take all things from the hands of his own gods。
  But he was not compelled to take injustice from the other gods。 It was his
  privilege to resent it with his teeth。 And this also was a law of the gods。
  Before the day was out; White Fang was to learn more about this law。
  Mit…sah; alone; gathering firewood in the forest; encountered the boy that
  had been bitten。 With him were other boys。 Hot words passed。 Then all the
  boys   attacked   Mit…sah。   It   was   going   hard   with   him。   Blows   were   raining
  upon him from all sides。 White Fang looked on at first。 This was an affair
  of the gods; and no concern of his。 Then he realised that this was Mit…sah;
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  one   of   his   own   particular   gods;   who   was   being   maltreated。   It   was   no
  reasoned impulse that made White Fang do what he then did。 A mad rush
  of anger sent him leaping in amongst the combatants。 Five minutes later
  the   landscape   was   covered   with   fleeing   boys;   many   of   whom   dripped
  blood upon the snow in token that White Fang's teeth had not been idle。
  When   Mit…sah   told   the   story   in   camp;   Grey   Beaver   ordered   meat   to   be
  given to White Fang。 He ordered much meat to be given; and White Fang;
  gorged      and    sleepy    by   the   fire;  knew     that   the   law   had    received     its
  verification。
  It was in line with these experiences that White Fang came to learn the
  law     of  property     and    the  duty    of  the   defence     of   property。    From     the
  protection of his god's body to the protection of his god's possessions was
  a   step;   and   this   step   he   made。   What   was   his   god's   was   to   be   defended
  against all the world … even to the extent of biting other gods。 Not only was
  such   an   act   sacrilegious   in   its   nature;   but   it   was   fraught   with   peril。  The
  gods were all…powerful; and a dog was no match against them; yet White
  Fang   learned   to   face   them;   fiercely   belligerent   and   unafraid。   Duty   rose
  above   fear;   and   thieving   gods   learned   to   leave   Grey   Beaver's   property
  alone。
  One thing; in this connection; White Fang quickly learnt; and that was
  that a thieving god was usually a cowardly god and prone to run away at
  the   sounding   of   the   alarm。 Also;   he   learned   that   but   brief   time   elapsed
  between his sounding of the alarm and Grey Beaver coming to his aid。 He
  came to know that it was not fear of him that drove the thief away; but fear
  of Grey Beaver。 White Fang did not give the alarm by barking。 He never
  barked。 His method   was to drive straight   at the intruder; and to sink  his
  teeth in if he could。 Because he was morose and solitary; having nothing to
  do   with   the   other   dogs;   he   was   unusually   fitted   to   guard   his   master's
  property; and in this he was encouraged and trained by Grey Beaver。 One
  result   of   this   was   to   make White   Fang   more   ferocious   and   indomitable;
  and more solitary。
  The     months     went    by;   binding    stronger     and   stronger    the   covenant
  between dog   and   man。 This   was   the   ancient   covenant   that   the   first  wolf
  that came in from the Wild entered into with man。 And; like all succeeding
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  wolves   and   wild   dogs   that   had   done   likewise;   White   Fang   worked   the
  covenant out for himself。 The terms were simple。 For the possession of a
  flesh…and…blood       god;   he   exchanged      his  own    liberty。   Food    and   fire;
  protection and companionship; were some of the things he received from
  the   god。   In  return;  he   guarded   the   god's   property;   defended   his   body;
  worked for him; and obeyed him。
  The possession of a god implies service。 White Fang's was a service of
  duty and awe; but not of love。 He did not know what love was。 He had no
  experience of love。 Kiche was a remote memory。 Besides; not only had he
  abandoned the Wild and his kind when he gave himself up to man; but the
  terms of the covenant were such that if ever he met Kiche again he would
  not desert his god to go with her。 His allegiance to man seemed somehow
  a law of his being greater than the love of liberty; of kind and kin。
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  CHAPTER VI … THE FAMINE
  The spring of the year was at hand when Grey Beaver finished his long
  journey。 It was April; and White Fang was a year old when he pulled into
  the home villages and was loosed from the harness by Mit…sah。 Though a
  long way from his full growth; White Fang; next to Lip…lip; was the largest
  yearling in the village。 Both from his father; the wolf; and from Kiche; he
  had    inherited    stature  and   strength;   and   already    he  was    measuring     up
  alongside   the   full…grown   dogs。   But   he   had   not   yet   grown   compact。   His
  body was slender and rangy; and his strength more stringy than massive;
  His coat was the true wolf…grey; and to all appearances he was true wolf
  himself。 The quarter…strain of dog he had inherited from Kiche had left no
  mark on him physically; though it had played its part in his mental make…
  up。
  He   wandered   through   the   village;   recognising   with   staid   satisfaction
  the various gods he had known before the long journey。 Then there were
  the dogs;  puppies growing up like himself; and grown dogs   that did not
  look so large and formidable as the memory pictures he retained of them。
  Also;   he   stood   less   in   fear   of   them   than   formerly;   stalking   among   them
  with a certain careless ease that was as new to him as it was enjoyable。
  There was Baseek; a grizzled old fellow that in his younger days had
  but to uncover his fangs to send White Fang cringing and crouching to the
  right    about。   From     him   White     Fang    had   learned    much     of  his   own
  insignificance; and from him he was now to learn much of the change and
  development   that   had   taken   place   in   himself。   While   Baseek   had   been
  growing   weaker   with   age;   White   Fang   had   been   growing   stronger   with
  youth。
  It   was   at   the   cutting…up   of   a   moose;   fresh…killed;   that   White   Fang
  learned of the changed relations in which he stood to the dog… world。 He
  had got for himself a hoof and part of the shin…bone; to which quite a bit of
  meat was attached。 Withdrawn from the immediate scramble of the other
  dogs … in fact out of sight behind a thicket … he was devouring his prize;
  when Baseek rushed in upon him。 Before he knew what he was doing; he
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  had slashed the intruder twice and sprung clear。 Baseek was surprised by
  the   other's   temerity   and   swiftness   of   attack。   He   stood;   gazing   stupidly
  across at White Fang; the raw; red shin…bone between them。
  Baseek   was   old;   and   already   he   had   come   to   know   the   increasing
  valour of the dogs it had been his wont to bully。 Bitter experiences these;
  which; perforce; he swallowed; calling upon all his wisdom to cope with
  them。 In the old days he would have sprung upon White Fang in a fury of
  righteous   wrath。   But   now   his   waning   powers   would   not   permit   such   a
  course。 He bristled fiercely and looked ominously across the shin…bone at
  White   Fang。 And   White   Fang;   resurrecting   quite   a   deal   of   the   old