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Then the man takes the mitten in his teeth and pulls it off. But his hand is frozen and he cannot hold the revolver, and it fails in the snow. I look at the woman. THEN THE MAN TAKES THE MITTEN IN HIS TEETH AND PULLS IT OFF BUT HIS HAND IS FROZEN AND HE CANNOT HOLD THE REVOLVER AND IT FALLS IN THE SNOW I LOOK AT THE WOMAN
 waits. His face is skin and bones and frozen black. It is a hungry face. The eyes are deep-sunk in his head, and the lips are snarling. The man and woman, too, get upon their feet and they go toward him very slowly. And all about is the snow and the silence. And in the sky are three suns, and all the air is flashing with the dust of diamonds. "And thus it was that I, Sitka Charley, saw the baby wolves make their kill. No word is spoken. Only does the stranger-man snarl with his hungry face. Also does he rock to and fro, his shoulders drooping, his knees bent, and his legs wide apart so that he does not fall down. The man and the woman stop maybe fifty feet away. Their legs, too, are wide apart so that they do not fall down, and their bodies rock to and fro. The stranger-man is very weak. His arm shakes, so that when he shoots at the man his bullet strikes in the snow. The man cannot take off his mitten. The stranger-man shoots at him again, and this time the bullet goes by in the air. ER IN HIS HAND ROCKING BACK AND FORTH AS HE WAITS HIS FACE IS SKIN AND BONES AND FROZEN BLACK IT IS A HUNGRY FACE THE EYES ARE DEEP SUNK IN HIS HEAD AND THE LIPS ARE SNARLING THE MAN AND WOMAN TOO GET UPON THEIR FEET AND THEY GO TOWARD HIM VERY SLOWLY AND ALL ABOUT IS THE SNOW AND THE SILENCE AND IN THE SKY ARE THREE SUNS AND ALL THE AIR IS FLASHING WITH THE DUST OF DIAMONDS AND THUS IT WAS THAT I SITKA CHARLI SAW THE BABY WOLVES MAKE THEIR KILL NO WORD IS SPOKEN ONLY DOES THE STRANGER MAN SNARL WITH HIS HUNGRY FACE ALSO DOES HE ROCK TO AND FRO HIS SHOULDERS DROOPING HIS KNEES BENT AND HIS LEGS WIDE APART SO THAT HE DOES NOT FALL DOWN THE MAN AND WOMAN STOP MAYBE FIFTY FEET AWAY THEIR LEGS TOO ARE WIDE APART SO THEY DO NOT FALL DOWN AND THEIR BODIES ROCK TO AND FRO THE STRANGER MAN IS VERY WEAK HIS ARM SHAKE SO THAT WHEN HE SHOOTS AT THE MAN HIS BULLET STRIKES IN THE SNOW THE MAN CANNOT TAKE OFF HIS MITTEN THE STRANGER MAN SHOOTS AT HIM AGAIN AND THIS TIME THE BULLET GOES BY IN THE AIR
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