It was a long, low building of logs, and was always open with its accommodations to the Indians and half-breeds--men, women, and children--who came in from the forest trails.

Renault and the Indian were helping Metoosin build fires when they entered.

Philip thought that Renault's eyes rested upon him in a curious and searching glance even as Adare shook hands with him.

He was more interested in the low words both the Indian and the blood muttered as they stood for a moment with bowed heads before Josephine and Miriam.

Then Renault raised his head and spoke direct to Josephine: "I breeng word for heem of Jan Breuil an' wewimow over on Jac' fish ma Kichi Utooskayakun," he said in a low voice.