CHAPTER II—THE SHE-WOLF, an excerpt From White Fang By Jack London Breakfast eaten and the slim camp-outfit lashed to the sled, the men turned their backs on the cheery fire and launched out into the darkness. At or sad-cries that called through the darkness and cold to one another and answered back. Conversation ceased. Daylight came at nine o'clock. At mido colour, and marked where the bulge of the earth intervened between the meridian sun and the northern world. But the rose-colour swiftly faded. The three o'clock, when it, too, faded, and the pall of the Arctic night descended upon the lone and silent land. As darkness came on, the hunting-cries to right and left and rear drew closer-so close that more than once they sent surges of fear through the toilir panics. At the conclusion of one such panic, when he and Henry had got the dogs back in the traces, Bill said: "I wisht they'd strike game somewheres, an' go away an' leave us alone." "They do get on the nerves horrible," Henry sympathized. They spoke no more until camp was made. Read this line from the story: At once began to rise the cries that were fiercely sad-cries that called through the darkness and cold to one another and answered back How do the words fiercely sad impact the story? (5 points) They imply an evil intent,