Quotation from: The Call of the Wild

Written by: Jack London


And then, suddenly, without warning, uttering a cry that was
inarticulate and more like the cry of an animal, John Thornton
sprang upon the man who wielded the club. Hal was hurled
backward, as though struck by a failing tree. Mercedes screamed.
Charles looked on wistfully, wiped his watery eyes, but did not
get up because of his stiffness.


John Thornton stood over Buck, struggling to control himself, too
convulsed with rage to speak.

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