1 That business was a thing of the past.
White Fang By Jack LondonContextHighlight In PART 2: CHAPTER I THE BATTLE OF THE FANGS 2 But the she-wolf coolly thrust past him.
White Fang By Jack LondonContextHighlight In PART 2: CHAPTER I THE BATTLE OF THE FANGS 3 Then again came the prod of his instinct and the warning of past experience.
4 The dogs had lain down in the snow, and he walked past them to join his partner in the sled.
5 He went down past the blasted pine, crossed the open space, and trotted in amongst the trees.
White Fang By Jack LondonContextHighlight In PART 3: CHAPTER I THE MAKERS OF FIRE 6 He had waited too often and futilely in the past for porcupines to unroll, to waste any more time.
7 As he did so, a draught of air fanned him, and a large, winged body swept ominously and silently past.
White Fang By Jack LondonContextHighlight In PART 2: CHAPTER IV THE WALL OF THE WORLD 8 He had seen dogs change owners in the past, and he had seen the runaways beaten as he was being beaten.
9 Came the day when Grey Beaver, deciding that the liability of her running away was past, released Kiche.
10 In past experience, especially in dealing with squaws, meat and punishment had often been disastrously related.
11 But Matt's hand went limp in the other's grasp as his gaze shot past and remained fixed on something behind him.
12 As in the past he had bristled and snarled at sight of Lip-lip, so now, and automatically, he bristled and snarled.
13 In the past White Fang had experienced delayed punishments, and he apprehended that such a one was about to befall him.
14 In the past he had liked comfort and surcease from pain, disliked discomfort and pain, and he had adjusted his actions accordingly.
15 It was an involuntary bristling on his part, the physical state that in the past had always accompanied the mental state produced in him by Lip-lip's bullying and persecution.
16 In the past he had observed Lip-lip's persecution of White Fang; but at that time Lip-lip was another man's dog, and Mit-sah had never dared more than to shy an occasional stone at him.
17 His throat was afflicted by rigid spasms, his mouth opened, and in a heart-broken cry bubbled up his loneliness and fear, his grief for Kiche, all his past sorrows and miseries as well as his apprehension of sufferings and dangers to come.
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