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Updated: June 16, 2025
"I'm glad I was not there," returned Gartok. "I could not have saved him from so many, and it would not have been pleasant to go into slavery if not to torture and death. Poor Cheenbuk! he was ever against war yet war has been forced on him. I fear we shall never see him again. Hoi! my leg is bad.
The absence of Cheenbuk may have had something to do with her absence, but, as she was seated in Mangivik's igloe moping over the lamp, it is more charitable to suppose that a longing for home sweet home was weighing down her spirits.
"You did," replied Cheenbuk gravely, "and one of the greatest wonders was that you managed to lance a walrus!" "It was indeed a great wonder," returned the magician, with a smile of supreme satisfaction, "for I was not hunting at all at the time only looking on by way of encouraging the young men. It just came in my way and I killed it, easily, in passing.
And in truth Cheenbuk had required all his skill and experience more than once to avoid the dangers by which they had been beset, for, although the weather was perfectly calm and the ice nearly motionless, they had frequently to pass through channels so narrow that the slightest current might have caused a nip and obliged them to take hurried refuge on the floes, while, at other times, when compelled to pass rather close to the small bergs, lumps dropped into the water perilously near to them from the overhanging ice-cliffs.
"We will camp here," said Cheenbuk, jumping off and stretching himself. "Make the igloe there," he added, pointing to a convenient spot in the lee of a small berg. The whole party went to work, and in a wonderfully short time had constructed one of their snow bee-hives large enough to contain them all.
If the life of Nazinred had depended on the speed of the Eskimo dogs there would have been much hope of it, for Cheenbuk made them fly like the wind until he regained the three igloes. As for Attim, having, with prompt sagacity, perceived that the strangers were friendly, he resigned himself to his fate.
He suddenly shot out his tongue, which happened to be a very long one. Anteek's reflection did the same. Thereupon Oolalik opened his mouth wide and laughed. So did Oolalik's reflection, which had such an effect upon Cheenbuk that he also burst into a fit of laughter.
Meanwhile the women and children went to look at the captive. Among them were Adolay and her mother. The moment the former set eyes on Cheenbuk she recognised him as the youth who had rescued her mother from drowning the previous year. "Mother," she whispered, drawing her parent aside, "that is him! Don't you remember him?"
It seemed as if they had stopped by mutual consent to recover breath for a final effort. As they glared into each other's faces, each felt surprised to see little or nothing of the evidence of that deadly hatred which usually characterises implacable foes. Suddenly Cheenbuk relaxed his grip of the gun and stepped back a pace.
To the horror of Adolay she found when she and Cheenbuk reached the mouth of the river, that the sea was extensively blocked by masses of ice, which extended out as far as the eye could reach.
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