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"I'll tell you!" said Menie. "Let's go hunting just the way father does! You do the shooting and I'll do the spearing! Won't everybody be surprised to see us bring home a great load of game? I shall give everything I get to my mother." "I'm going to hunt birds and seal-holes too," Koko answered. Kesshoo was very busy fixing the fastening of his harpoon, and he did not hear what they said.
"But, Graeme, it looks cold and dreary, and all the bonnie flowers are covered in the dark." "Menie! There are no flowers to be covered now, and the earth is weary with her summer work, and will rest and sleep under the bonnie white snow.
I wish I could see it again." "Well, you must be ready to go home with me, in a year or two," said Norman. "You needna laugh, Graeme, I am going home as soon as I get rich." "In a year or two! you're nae blate!" "Oh! we winna need a great fortune, to go home for a visit. We'll come back again. It will be time enough to make our fortune then. So be ready, Menie, when I come for you."
It seemed to Menie as if his father would never reach him! He sat very still on the ice pan with the dead seal beside him, and Nip and Tup huddled up against him. At last Kesshoo came near enough so he could make Menie hear everything he said. "Menie," he cried, "if you do exactly what I tell you to, I can save you. "I will throw you my harpoon. You must drive it way down into the ice.
It had an edge of horn sewed on with thongs, too. Monnie threw loose snow on the snow house and spatted it down with the back of the shovel. While she was doing this, Menie and Koko built a tunnel entrance for the dogs just like the big one on the stone house.
And yet she could not rest these doubts upon any thing distinctly conclusive; it was rather a dislike of her patroness's general manners, and a disgust at her masculine notions and expressions, that displeased her, than any thing else. Meantime, Madame Montreville, followed by her black domestic, entered the apartment where Hartley and Menie had just parted.
Up and down the snow-encumbered path she walked, scarce knowing that she shivered in the blast. Conscious only of one thought, that Menie must die, and that the time was hastening. Yes. It was coming very near now. God help them all.
The little rod flew right out of her hands! Monnie flung herself on her stomach on the ice and caught the rod just as it was going down the hole! She held on hard and pulled like everything. "I believe I've caught a whale," she panted. But she never let go! She got herself right side up on the ice, somehow, and pulled and pulled on her line. "Let me pull him in!" cried Menie.
"You are tired to-night, Graeme," said he, at last. Graeme started, but it was not easy to bring her usual look back, so she busied herself with something at the table and did not speak. Her father sighed. "It will not be long now." Graeme sat motionless, but she had no voice with which to speak. "We little thought it was our bonny Menie who was to see her mother first.
But everybody in the whole village where Menie and Monnie live was simply astonished to see twin babies! They had never known of any before in their whole lives. Old Akla, the Angakok, or Medicine Man of the village, shook his head when he heard about them. He said, "Such a thing never happened here before. Seals and human beings never have twins! There's magic in this."
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