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"Diable, I like him," he said to himself; "and yet I would rather see him in the blessed hereafter than have him take Melisse from Jan!" The big snow decided. It came early in December. Dixon had set out alone for Ledoq's early in the morning. By noon the sky was a leaden black, and a little later one could not see a dozen paces ahead of him for the snow. The Englishman did not return that day.
At last he, Jan Thoreau, would prove that the old love was not dead within him; he would do for Melisse this night to- morrow the next day, and until he fell down to die what he had promised to do on their sledge-ride to Ledoq's. And then He went to Ledoq's now, following the top of the mountain, and reached his cabin in the late dawn.
"Which I'm not going to fill for five miles, at least," declared Melisse. "Isn't it a glorious morning, Jan? I feel as if I can run from here to Ledoq's!" With a crack of his whip and a shout, Jan swung the dogs across the open, with Melisse running lightly at his side. From their cabin Jean and Iowaka called out shrill adieus.
One day early in September a lone figure came in to the post at noon, when the company people were at dinner. He carried a pack, and six dogs trailed at his heels. It was Jan Thoreau. "I have been down to civilization," was his explanation. "I have returned to spend this winter at Lac Bain." On the first snow came young Dixon from Fort Churchill. Jean de Gravois met him on the trail near Ledoq's.
As they went on to Ledoq's, he found that the joyousness of the morning was giving way again to the old gloom and heartache. Brother Jan, Brother Jan, Brother Jan! The words pounded themselves incessantly in his brain until they seemed to keep time with his steps beside the sledge.
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