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Into the Swamp
But there is nothing like work for toning down excessive fear or joy. So I ran ahead, calling him in
as gruff a voice as I could command to come on and stop his nonsense, for we had far to go and it
would soon be dark.
Stickeen: The Story of a Dog , John Muir, 1909
Patrol cars were parked helter-skelter, radios popping, laptop screens glowing through
darkened windows. A few cops, scattered across the apartment project's dismal lawn, looked
up as my Camry slid in. I lowered the rear window so Solo could be ID'ed, and he provided
his profile, sticking his bear-sized head and chest out the window. One officer hitched his gun
belt and jerked his head. Ten-four on the canis searchus .
It was a fine afternoon for a search. The morning wind had calmed, and the late-spring
air was heavy with unseasonable heat. If scent were out there, the swamp would capture it. It
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