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The Call of the Wild

CHAPTER VII
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But he did not know why he did these various things.

He was impelled to do them, and did not reason about them at all.
Irresistible impulses seized him.

He would be lying in camp, dozing lazily in the heat of the day, when suddenly his head would lift and his ears cock up, intent and listening, and he would spring to his feet and dash away, and on and on, for hours, through the forest aisles and across the open spaces where the niggerheads bunched.

He loved to run down dry watercourses, and to creep and spy upon the bird life in the woods.

For a day at a time he would lie in the underbrush where he could watch the partridges drumming and strutting up and down.


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