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38675	Roberts, Charles G. D., Sir	Hoof and Claw			.txt	text/plain	57870	3087	82	For a little, Brown Bull stood irresolute, half inclined to lead his edged his herd back a little way into the host, so that it no longer copper-colored little five-year-old, his son, whose dark eyes danced As Wind-in-the-Night lifted his head the white wolf stopped howling, Wind-in-the-Night had made good going, and was eating up the long miles Before he had gone half a mile, Wind-in-the-Night saw the trail of the Some little time after, a fussy red-winged blackbird came bustling into the man stop abruptly and raise something that looked like a long brown The great brown ram, his eyes nearly starting from his head, came heavy-jawed and almost dog-like face, inconspicuous ears, dark eyes, and the skull, lips curled up from his long white teeth, and half-open eyes topmost pinnacle of Bald Face, the great white-headed eagle stared Mary like that of Brannigan and Long Jackson, who knew so consummately	./cache/38675.txt	./txt/38675.txt