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The chase was resumed. Night settled down and she escaped. He stumbled from weakness and pitched head foremost on his face, cutting his cheek, his pack upon his back. He did not move for a long while; then he rolled over on his side, wound his watch, and lay there until morning. THE CHASE WAS RESUMED NIGHT SETTLED DOWN AND SHE ESCAPED HE STUMBLED FROM WEAKNESS AND PITCHED HEAD FOREMOST ON HIS FACE CUTTING HIS CHEEK HIS PACK UPON HIS BACK HE DID NOT MOVE FOR A LONG WHILE THEN HE ROLLED OVER ON HIS SIDE WOUND HIS WATCH AND LAY THERE TILL MORNING
 wing. Then she fluttered away, running, trailing the broken wing, with him in pursuit. The little chicks had no more than whetted his appetite. He hopped and bobbed clumsily along on his injured ankle, throwing stones and screaming hoarsely at times; at other times hopping and bobbing silently along, picking himself up grimly and patiently when he fell, or rubbing his eyes with his hand when the giddiness threatened to overpower him. The chase led him across swampy ground in the bottom of the valley, and he came upon footprints in the soggy moss. They were not his own--he could see that. They must be Bill's. But he could not stop, for the mother ptarmigan was running on. He would catch her first, then he would return and investigate. He exhausted the mother ptarmigan; but he exhausted himself. She lay panting on her side. He lay panting on his side, a dozen feet away, unable to crawl to her. And as he recovered she recovered, fluttering out of reach as his hungry hand went out to her. HER AND WITH ONE CHANCE SHOT BROKE A WING THEN SHE FLUTTERED AWAY RUNNING TRAILING THE BROKEN WING WITH HIM IN PURSUIT THE CHICKS HAD NO MORE THAN WHETTED HIS APPETITE HE HOPPED AND BOBBED CLUMSILY ALONG ON HIS INJURED ANKLE THROWING STONES AND SCREAMING HOARSELY AT TIMES AT OTHER TIMES HOPPING AND BOBBING SILENTLY ALONG PICKING HIMSELF UP GRIMLY AND PATIENTLY WHEN HE FELL OR RUBBING HIS EYES WITH HIS HAND WHEN THE GIDDINESS THREATENED TO OVERPOWER HIM THE CHASE LED HIM ACROSS SWAMPY GROUND IN THE BOTTOM OF THE VALLEY AND HE CAME UPON FOOTPRINTS IN THE SOGGY MOSS THEY WERE NOT HIS OWN HE COULD SEE THAT THEY MUST BE BILLS BUT HE COULD NOT STOP FOR THE MOTHER PTARMIGAN WAS RUNNING ON HE WOULD CATCH HER FIRST THEN HE WOULD RETURN AND INVESTIGATE HE EXHAUSTED THE MOTHER PTARMIGAN BUT HE EXHAUSTED HIMSELF SHE LAY PANTING ON HER SIDE HE LAY PANTING ON HIS SIDE A DOZEN FEET AWAY UNABLE TO CRAWL TO HER AND AS HE RECOVERED SHE RECOVERED FLUTTERING OUT OF REACH AS HIS HUNGRY HAND WENT OUT TO HER
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