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"Kazan, Kazan," he pleaded, weakly, "it isn't time yet!" Kazan had gone to the window that looked to the west, and stood with his forefeet on the sill. Pelliter shivered. "Wolves again," he said, "or mebbe a fox."
He twisted off his snow-shoes, chuckling as he thought of the surprise he would give his mate. His hand was on the door latch when he stopped. The smile left his lips. Startled wonderment filled his face as he bent close to the door and listened, and for a moment his heart throbbed with a terrible fear. He had returned too late perhaps a day two days. Pelliter had gone mad!
The two men went out, and while Pelliter led the dogs to a lean-to behind the cabin Billy began to work with an ax and spade at the spot his comrade had pointed out to him. Ten minutes later he came to Blake. An excitement which he had tried to hide from Pelliter overcame his sense of horror as he dragged out the stiff and frozen corpse of the man.
He darted out again and returned with a tin basin. In another moment the child was in his arms, and he forced the first few drops of cream between her lips. Her eyes shot open. Life seemed to spring into her little body; and she drank with a loud noise, one of her tiny hands gripping him by the wrist. The touch, the sound, the feel of life against him thrilled Pelliter.
With an oath Blake sent the table crashing aside and sprang upon the sick man. "I'll kill you!" he cried. "I'll kill you, an' put you where I've put her, 'n' when your pard comes back I'll " His hands caught Pelliter by the throat, but not before there had come from between the sick man's lips a cry of "Kazan! Kazan!"
I'm trying to hold myself back, but I feel like shouting, I'm that glad. If Pelliter could see you " He reached suddenly in his pocket and drew out the precious packet of letters. "He's got a girl down south just like you," he said. "These are from her. If I get 'em up in time they'll bring him round. It's not medicine he wants.
Before Pelliter awoke he had determined upon his own course of action. He would say nothing of what had happened to himself on the Barren, at least not for a time. He would not tell of his meeting with Isobel and her husband or of what had followed. Until he was absolutely certain that Pelliter was keeping nothing from him he would not confide the secret of his own treachery to him.
She's too little to remember, ain't she? She won't ever know." "I remember the ship," said Billy, not taking his eyes off Little Mystery. "She was the Silver Seal. Her captain's name was Thompson." He did not look at Pelliter, but he could feel the quick, tense stiffening of the other's body. There was a moment's silence. Then Pelliter spoke in a low, unnatural voice.
"I've been telling 'em what bully friends we are, and have made 'em understand all about Blake. I've shaken hands with them all three or four times, and we feel pretty good. Better mix a little. They don't like the idea of giving us the kid, now that Scottie's dead. They're asking for the woman." Half an hour later MacVeigh and Pelliter returned to the cabin.
He was reloading his automatic. There was almost a triumph in his eyes as he met MacVeigh's questioning gaze. They stood and listened, heard only the rumbling monotone of the drifting ice not the breath of a sound from the scores of men and dogs. "We've given them a lesson," said Pelliter, at last, smiling with the confidence of a man who was half a tenderfoot among the little brown men.
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