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A short distance to the right of them the quartz rock was as smooth as polished marble save for a hummock here and there, some of the latter smooth, others rough. Neither Pony Rider Boy nor pony could have held his footing there for an instant. After two hours' toil they got the last of the stock up, which in this case was the pack mule. Ned pulled on the rope while Tad and Anvik pushed.
If they are not, we may never see a sign of them again. That is the way I reason it out." Anvik grunted and nodded. The Indian understood a great deal more of what was being said than one would have supposed. In fact, to look at him one would not think he had even heard anything of what was being said about him. He was the silent, impassive-faced stoic of his race.
It was only the first night out from Anvik, after an unusually trying day, the Boy was tramping heavily ahead, bent like an old man before the cutting sleet, fettered like a criminal, hands behind back, rope-wound, stiff, straining at the burden of the slow and sullen sled.
But when Anvik saw the condition that his father and brother were in, he was greatly frightened, for he did not believe that the liquor had left enough sense in their minds so that they had remembered to turn off in the homeward journey, and, if they had come home without covering their track, there could be no doubt that the mother bear would come to attack the igloo that very night.
Big Innuit feast." "When?" "Pretty quick. Every year big feast down to Ikogimeut when Yukon ice get hard, so man go safe with dog-team." "Do many people go?" "All Innuit go, plenty Ingalik go." "How far do they come?" "All over; come from Koserefsky, come from Anvik sometime Nulato." "Why, Nulato's an awful distance from Ikogimeut."
The others were in bed, but still awake when Tad left the Professor's tent, but to their questions he gave evasive answers. It seemed to Tad that he had been asleep but a few minutes when he felt a touch on his shoulder. He sat up, instantly wide awake. Anvik was bending over him. "Somebody come," muttered the guide. "One, two, three, four, maybe more." Day was just breaking.
We don't care whether the snow gets in or not, but we don't want to have to swim out of our Ighloos in the middle of the night. One is liable to get wet, you know," reminded Brown. The Professor arranged the wages with Anvik, calling upon the store-keeper to witness the bargain and put it in writing.
The very first afternoon out from Anvik, when in the desperate hauling and tugging that rescued it from a bottomless snow-drift, the lashing slipped, the load loosened, tumbled off, and rolled open, the Colonel stood quite still and swore till his half-frozen blood circulated freely again.
"Ow-wow!" he wailed. "Are we all here, and safe?" called Tad. "Professor, Ned, Walter, Anvik!" Each answered to his name. "You didn't call for me," Chunky protested indignantly. "Don't I count in this outfit?" "That's easy," answered Tad. "When you're not making a noise we know you're somewhere else. Let's see what the ice did to our camp." "Heap one piece ice fall," grunted the guide.
Anvik says it is white men. I can't tell you anything about that. Smoke is just smoke to me. They are communicating with someone. We shan't see them, as they must be all of ten miles away." "Fifteen," corrected the guide. "That shows how poorly a novice judges distances in this country," nodded Butler. "They may see our fire to-night. If they are friendly we shall no doubt meet them.
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