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A rest comes very good after one has travelled three thousand miles, and it must be confessed that Buck waxed lazy as his wounds healed, and his muscles swelled out, and the flesh came back to cover his bones.
To Buck’s surprise, these dogs manifested no jealousy toward him. They seemed to share the kindliness and largeness of John Thornton.
Later on, in the fall of the year, he saved John Thornton’s life in quite another fashion.
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