Text B Love of Life（第1页）

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Throughoutthehecoughofthesickwolf，andnowahesquawkingofthecariboucalves。Therewaslifeallaroundhim，butitwasstronglife，verymuchaliveandwell，ahesickwolfgtothesi’strailihemanwoulddiefirst。Inthem，onopeninghiseyes，hebehelditregardinghimwithawistfulandhuoodcrouched，withtailbetweenitslegs，likeamiserableandwoebegoshiveredintheingwind，andgrinneddispiritedlywhenthemaiaorethanahoarsewhisper。

Thesuly，andallmthemantotteredaowardtheshipontheshiheerfect。ItwasthebriefIndiahehighlatitudes。Itmightlastaweek。Tomorrowormighthegone。

Ihemarail。Itwasofanotherman，whodidnotwalk，butwhedhimselfonallfours。ThemanthoughtitmightbeBill，buthethoughtinadull，uedway。Hehadnocuriosity。Iioiohim。Hewasibletopain。Stomaerveshadgohelifethatwasinhimdrovehimon。Hewasveryweary，butitrefusedtodie。Itwasbecauseitrefusedtodiethathestillatemuskegberriesandminnows，drankhishottawaryeyeonthesickwolf。

Hefollowedthetrailoftheothermanwhedhimselfalong，andsooheendofit—afewfresh-pieswherethesoggymosswasmarkedbythefoot-padsofmanywolves。Hesawasquatmoose-hidesack，matetohisown，whichhadbeentornbysharpteeth。Hepickeditup，thoughitsweightwasalmosttoomuchforhisfeeblefingers。Billhadcarriedittothelast。Ha!ha!HewouldhavethelaughonBill。Hewouldsurviveandcarryittotheshipintheshiningsea。Hismirthwashhastly，likearaven’sdthesi，howlinglugubriously。Themanceasedsuddenly。HowcouldhehavethelaughonBillifthatwereBill;ifthosebones，sopinky-whiteand，wereBill?

&urnedaway。Well，Billhaddesertedhim;buthewouldhegold，norwouldhesuckBill’sbones。Billwouldhave，though，haditbeeherwayaround，hemusedashestaggeredon。

&oapoolofwater。Stoopingoveriofminnows，hejerkedhisheadbackasthoughhehadbeenstung。Hehadcaughtsightofhisreflectedface。Sohorriblewasitthatsensibilityawokeloobeshocked。Therewerethreeminnowsinthepool，whichwastetodrain;andafterseveraliemptstocatthetiheforbore。Hewasafraid，becauseofhisgreatweakhemightfallinanddrown。Itwasforthisreasotrusthimselftotheriverastrideohemanydrift-logswhieditssand-spits。

Thatdayhedecreasedthedistaweenhimandtheshipbythreemiles;thedaybytwo—forheasBillhadcrawled;ahefifthdayfouillsevenmilesawayandhimuomakeevenamileaday。StilltheIndianSummerheldoiodfaint，turnandturnabout;ahesickwolfdwheezedathisheels。Hiskneeshadbeeatlikehisfeet，andthoughhepaddedthemwiththeshirtfromhisbackitwasaredtrackheleftbehindhimonthemossandstones。Ongback，hesawthewolfligrilyhisbleedingtrail，andhesalywhathisowbe—unless—unlesshecouldgetthewolf。Thenbeganasgrimatragedyofexistenceaslayed—asithatcrawled，asicked，twingtheirdyingcarcassesacrossthedesolationandhuher’slives。

Haditbeenaoulderedsomuaofgoihemawofthatloathsomeandallbutdeadthiohim。Hewasfinicky。Hismiain，andtobeperplexedbyhallus，whilehislutervalsgrewrarerandshorter。

Hewasawakenedonafaintbyawheezehisear。Theedlamelybagitsfootingandfallinginitsweakwasludicrous，buthewasnotamused。Norwasheevenafraid。Hewasto。Buthismindwasforthemomentdhelayaheshipwashanfourmilesaway。Hecouldseeitquitedistinherubbedthemistsoutofhiseyes，andhecouldseethewhitesailofasmallboatgthewateroftheshiheeveriles。Hek，andwasverytheknowledge。Hekheotcrawlhalfamile。Aolive。Itwasunreasoheshoulddieafterallhehadueaskedtoomu。And，dyiodie。Itwasstarkmadness，perhaps，butintheverygripofDeathhedefiedDeathaodie。

Heclosedhiseyesandselfwithiioeeledhimselftokeepabovethesuffoguorthatlappedlikearisihroughallthewellsofhisbeing。Itwasverylikeasea，thisdeadlylanguor，thatroseandroseanddrownedhisessbitbybit。Sometimeshewasallbutsubmerged，swimmingthroughoblivionwithafalteringstroke;andagairangealchemyofsoul，hewouldfindanothershredofwillamly。

Withoutmovementhelayonhisbadhecouldhear，slnearahewheeziputofthesickwolf’sbreath。Itdrewcloser，everclhaniime，amove。Itwasathisear。Theharshdrytoedlikesahischeek。Hishandsshotout—oratleasthewilledthemtoshootout。Thefingerswerecurvedliketalons，buttheyptyair。Swiftnessauderequirestrength，andthemanhadnotthisstrength。

&iehewolfwasterrible。Theman’spatienolessterrible。Forhalfadayhelaymotioingoffunessandwaitihatwastofeeduponhimandupoofeed。Sometimesthelanguidsearoseoverhimandhedreamedloeverthroughitall，wakinganddreamiedforthewheeziheharshcaressofthetongue。

&hearthebreath，andheslippedslowlyfromsomedreamtothefeelofthetonguealonghishaed。Thefaly;thepressureihewolfwasexertingitslaststrengthiosihefoodforwhichithadwaitedsolong。Butthemanhadwaitedlong，aedhahejahilethewledfeeblyandthehandclutchedfeebly，theotherhaacrosstoagrip。Fivemihewholeweightoftheman’sbodyofthewolf。Thehandshadnotsuffitstrengthtochokethewolf，butthefaanressedclosetothethroatofthewolfahofthemanwasfullofhair。Attheendofhalfanhourthemanwasawareofawarmtrihisthroat。Itleasant。Itwaslikemoltenleadbeiohisstomaditwasforcedbyhiswillalohemanrolledoveronhisbadslept。

1。Discussthefollowiions。

1）Whatmighthavehappeheman?Wherewashegoing?

2）Whattroubledidheenhis>

3）Whatdidheeattokeepalive?Didheliketoeatthem?

4）Whataretheman’sthoughtsoh?

5）inghimalltheway?Whydidn’ttheaherlivesorthemaely?