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NVOLUNTARILY I paused, shuddering, on the snow-covered station platform. A strange sound, weird, and somehow appalling, filled the ghostly moonlight of the winter night. a quavering and distant ululation, which prickled my body with chills colder than the piercing bite of the motionless, frozen air.

Strange, strange that there runs with the wolf packs a girl with fierce green eyes.

That unearthly, nerve-shredding sound, I knew, must be the howlin of the gray prairie of lobo wolves, though I had not heard them since childhood. But it carried a note of elemental terror which even the trembling