Then he gently lifted Philip's head in his arms.

There was a crimson blotch in the snow and close to it the black edge of a hidden rock.
As quickly as possible DeBar carried Philip into the cabin and placed him on one of the cots.

Then he gathered certain articles of food from Pierre's stock and put them in his pack.

He had carried the pack half way to the door when he stopped, dropped his load gently to the floor, and thrust a hand inside his coat pocket.

From it he drew forth a letter.