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Title: Wolf Breed
Author: Jackson Gregory
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WOLF BREED
by
JACKSON GREGORY
Author of
The Short Cut, Etc.
With Frontispiece in Color by Frank Tenney Johnson
[Frontispiece: SHE STOOD UPON A MONSTER BEAR SKIN. UPON THE RUG,
STREWN ABOUT HER CARELESSLY, THEIR BRIGHT DISCS ADANCE WITH REFLECTED
LIGHT, A THOUSAND MINTED GOLD PIECES CAUGHT THE GLINT OF THE LOW SUN.]
New York
Grosset & Dunlap
Publishers
Copyright, 1916,
By Dodd, Mead & Company, Inc.
TO
JACKSON GREGORY, Jr.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I OPEN HOUSE AT PERE MARQUETTE'S
II THE COMING OF NO-LUCK DRENNEN
III THE MAN UNDER THE CLOAK
IV THE LUCK OF NO-LUCK DRENNEN
V THE WAY OF THE NORTH
VI THE PROMISE OF A RAINBOW
VII "A PRINCESS, SENT TO PACK WITH WOLVES!"
VIII DUST OF IDOLS
IX "TO THE GIRL I AM GOING TO KISS TONIGHT!"
X SEEKERS AFTER GOLD
XI THE WITCHERY OF YGERNE
XII MERE BRUTE . . . OR JUST PLAIN MAN?
XIII YGERNE'S ANSWER
XIV DRENNEN MAKES A DISCOVERY
XV THE TALE OF _le Beau Diable_
XVI THE LOST GOLDEN GIRL PAYS AN OLD DEBT
XVII THE PASSION OF ERNESTINE DUMONT
XVIII THE LAW AND A MAN'S DESIRE
XIX THE LONG TRAIL
XX THE FIRES WHICH PURIFY
XXI CHANCE HEARD IN THE NIGHT
XXII THE PATH DOWN THE CLIFF
XXIII CHATEAU BELLAIRE
XXIV THE SPEAKING OF GUNS
XXV THE BELATED DAWN
WOLF BREED
CHAPTER I
OPEN HOUSE AT PERE MARQUETTE'S
Mid June, and the eager spring had burst triumphant into the North
Woods. The mountain tops, still white hostages of the retreating
winter, fettered in frozen mana
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