1 Mercedes was riding the loaded sled.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 2 Mercedes's scream came to their ears.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 3 Mercedes dried her eyes and looked at John Thornton.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 4 Charles and Hal wrangled whenever Mercedes gave them a chance.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 5 The whip was whistling savagely, when once more Mercedes interfered.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 6 Sometimes Mercedes sided with her husband, sometimes with her brother.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 7 Mercedes screamed, cried, laughed, and manifested the chaotic abandonment of hysteria.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 8 Mercedes looked over their shoulders and nodded comprehensively, it was all so very simple.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 9 Mercedes looked at them imploringly, untold repugnance at sight of pain written in her pretty face.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 10 Mercedes cried when her clothes-bags were dumped on the ground and article after article was thrown out.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 11 But Mercedes interfered, crying, "Oh, Hal, you mustn't," as she caught hold of the whip and wrenched it from him.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 12 Mercedes continually fluttered in the way of her men and kept up an unbroken chattering of remonstrance and advice.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 13 Mercedes ceased weeping over the dogs, being too occupied with weeping over herself and with quarrelling with her husband and brother.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 14 With the dogs falling, Mercedes weeping and riding, Hal swearing innocuously, and Charles's eyes wistfully watering, they staggered into John Thornton's camp at the mouth of White River.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 15 And to cap it all, when Mercedes, with tears in her pretty eyes and a quaver in her throat, could not cajole him into giving the dogs still more, she stole from the fish-sacks and fed them slyly.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 16 And that Charles's sister's tale-bearing tongue should be relevant to the building of a Yukon fire, was apparent only to Mercedes, who disburdened herself of copious opinions upon that topic, and incidentally upon a few other traits unpleasantly peculiar to her husband's family.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail