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White Fang: Part V: The Tame: Chapter 4: The Call of Kind
With the exception of Collie, all things went well with White Fang. He had learned controland poise, and he knew the law. He achieved a staidness, and calmness, and philosophicaltolerance. He no longer lived in a hostile environment. Danger and hurt and death did not lurkeverywhere about him. In time, the unknown, as a thing of terror and menace ever impending,faded away. Life was soft and easy. It flowed along smoothly, and neither fear nor foe lurked bythe way.
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White Fang had never been very demonstrative. Beyond his snuggling and the throwing of acrooning note into his love-growl, he had no way of expressing his love. Yet it was given him todiscover a third way. He had always been susceptible to the laughter of the gods. Laughter hadaffected him with madness, made him frantic with rage. But he did not have it in him to be angrywith the love-master, and when that god elected to laugh at him in a good-natured, bantering way,he was nonplussed. He could feel the pricking and stinging of the old anger as it strove to rise upin him, but it strove against love. He could not be angry; yet he had to do something. At first hewas dignified, and the master laughed the harder. Then he tried to be more dignified, and themaster laughed harder than before. In the end, the master laughed him out of his dignity. Hisjaws slightly parted, his lips lifted a little, and a quizzical expression that was more love thanhumor came into his eyes. He had learned to laugh.
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Growling savagely, White Fang sprang out of the corner, overturning the boy and the girl. The mother called them to her and comforted them, telling them not to bother White Fang. "Awolf is a wolf," commented Judge Scott. "There is no trusting one."
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"You have only Weedon's opinion for that," rejoined the Judge. "He merely surmises thatthere is some strain of dog in White Fang; but as he will tell you himself, he knows nothing aboutit. As for his appearance -- "
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White Fang turned to the love-master's wife. She screamed with fright as he seized her dressin his teeth and dragged on it till the frail fabric tore away. By this time he had become the centreof interest. He had ceased from his growling and stood, head up, looking into their faces. Histhroat worked spasmodically, but made no sound, while he struggled with all his body, convulsedwith the effort to rid himself of the incommunicable something that strained for utterance.