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1  The others sat down and howled.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call
2  Then he sat down, pointed his nose upward, and howled.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call
3  He had made no noise, yet it ceased from its howling and tried to sense his presence.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call
4  Then he fell, and lay where he fell, howling lugubriously as the long train of sleds churned by.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter IV. Who Has Won to Mastership
5  But they could hear him mournfully howling till they passed out of sight behind a belt of river timber.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter IV. Who Has Won to Mastership
6  They quarrelled and bickered more than ever among themselves, till at times the camp was a howling bedlam.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter III. The Dominant Primordial Beast
7  They yelped and howled under the rain of blows, but struggled none the less madly till the last crumb had been devoured.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter III. The Dominant Primordial Beast
8  It was a mournful howl, and as Buck held steadily on his way he heard it grow faint and fainter until it was lost in the distance.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call
9  She announced her condition by a long, heartbreaking wolf howl that sent every dog bristling with fear, then sprang straight for Buck.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter III. The Dominant Primordial Beast
10  His first glance was for Buck, over whose limp and apparently lifeless body Nig was setting up a howl, while Skeet was licking the wet face and closed eyes.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter VI. For the Love of a Man
11  Once again he took to wandering in the woods, but the wild brother came no more; and though he listened through long vigils, the mournful howl was never raised.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call
12  And that he should be stirred by it marked the completeness with which he harked back through the ages of fire and roof to the raw beginnings of life in the howling ages.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter III. The Dominant Primordial Beast
13  Buck writhed his lips into the preliminary of a snarl, but sniffed noses with him, Whereupon the old wolf sat down, pointed nose at the moon, and broke out the long wolf howl.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call
14  And when, on the still cold nights, he pointed his nose at a star and howled long and wolflike, it was his ancestors, dead and dust, pointing nose at star and howling down through the centuries and through him.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter II. The Law of Club and Fang
15  And when, on the still cold nights, he pointed his nose at a star and howled long and wolflike, it was his ancestors, dead and dust, pointing nose at star and howling down through the centuries and through him.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter II. The Law of Club and Fang
16  Here a yellow stream flows from rotted moose-hide sacks and sinks into the ground, with long grasses growing through it and vegetable mould overrunning it and hiding its yellow from the sun; and here he muses for a time, howling once, long and mournfully, ere he departs.
The Call of the Wild By Jack London
ContextHighlight   In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call