Mignonne was out with her dogs, ten miles to the south.

Captain scented the thing--the Indian tepee.

It was abandoned--banked high with snow--and over it was the smallpox signal.
She was about to go on, but Captain made her go to the flap of the tepee.

The beast knew, I guess.

And Josephine--my God, I wouldn't have let her do it for ten years of my life! There had been smallpox in that tent; the smell of it was still warm.