Again there filled Philip the desire to be with Jean in the forest.

The husky's wail told him that the half-breed had begun his journey.
Between this hour and to-morrow night he would be threading his way swiftly over the wilderness trails on his strange mission.

Philip envied him the action, the exhaustion that would follow.

He envied even the dogs running in the traces.

He was a living dynamo, overcharged, with every nerve in him drawn to the point that demanded the reaction of physical exertion.