For a moment Paul stood still.
He looked round him, noting with experienced glance the lay of the whole incident--the dead form of the bear ten yards behind his late hiding-place, one hundred and eighty yards from the hut, one hundred and sixty yards from the spot whence Karl Steinmetz had sent his unerring bullet through the bear's brain.

Paul saw it all.

He measured the distances.

He looked at De Chauxville, standing white-faced at his post, not fifty yards from the carcass of the second bear.
Paul seemed to see no one but De Chauxville.

He went straight toward him, and the whole party followed in breathless suspense.