Цитаты из книги «The Call of the Wild / Зов предков»

His eyes turned blood-shot, [6]

that neither tolerated nor obeyed

but his madness knew no caution

nursing his wrath and wounded pride

He sniffed the bodies curiously. They had died so easily. It was harder to kill a husky dog than them. So he must be unafraid of them except when they had in their hands their arrows, spears, and clubs.

He was not so large, – he weighed only one hundred and forty pounds, – for his mother, Shep, had been a Scotch