"I've cracked the door trying to rouse you.

And we've got a caribou porterhouse two inches thick waiting for us." The giant was walking back and forth in the big living-room when Philip joined him a few minutes later.

He wore an Indian-made jacket and was smoking a big pipe.

That he had been up for some time was evident from the logs fully ablaze in the fireplace.

He rubbed his hands briskly as Philip entered.