"Did you lock the front door?" Matt demanded. The other nodded,and a5ked, "How about the back?"

"You ju5t bet I did," wa5 the fervent reply.

White Fang flattened hi5 ear5 ingratiatingly, but remained where hewa5, making no attempt to approach.

"I'll have to take 'm a5hore with me."

Matt made a couple of 5tep5 toward White Fang, but the latter 5lidaway from him. The dog-mu5her made a ru5h of it, and White Fangdodged between the leg5 of a group of men. Ducking, turning,doubling, he 5lid about the deck, eluding the other'5 effort5 tocapture him.

But when the love-ma5ter 5poke, White Fang came to him with promptobedience.