Manuel, the gardener's helper sold Buck to a man at the station. Buck struggled in vain to escape from the stranger. A rope was tightened round his neck and when he lost consciousness he was thrown into a baggage car. When he got back his consciousness, Buck found himself in a conveyance. From the whistle he realised that he was in a train. He had often travelled with the judge. He turned angry. There took place a struggle between him and the man but he was turned unconcious. Buck lay in that state for the night. At San Francisco waterfront he was handed over to a saloonkeeper. After a struggle he was put into a crate and the rope was removed from his neck. For the rest of the night he lay there in a shed wounded and confused.
In the morning four evil-looking men picked up the crate. He raged till he realised that it was useless to try to make himself free. Finally the crate was put in an express car. For two days and night Buck did not eat or drink. His only happiness was that the rope was off his neck. He was getting angrier with every passing moment. Then he was bundled off the tracks. Four men cautiously carried the crate from the wagaon to a small high-walled back yard where a stout man in a red sweater signed the receipt.