Meanwhile, they are unpleasant company.

There is a deep swamp between our house and Thoreau's, so that during the open water seasons it means we are a hundred miles away from them by canoe.

When winter comes we are only thirty-five miles, as the sledge-dogs run.

I don't like it.

You can snow-shoe the distance in a few hours." "I know of such a place far to the west," replied Philip.