The talk we had day before yesterday convinced me that our house is afire.

I'm going to put it out." He shut his teeth together with a snap, compressed his lips, gave her one of those quick, positive nods of his Viking head.

Then he caught her by the arm.

"Now," said he jocosely, "let's go back to camp.
You want to do your packing.

I've got to go over to the station and telegraph some more." She wrenched her arm away pettishly and, with sullen face, accompanied him to the camp.