Now--how is that to happen ?" "For the life of me I don't know," replied Jean, as calmly as though a bullet had not nipped the edge of his ear a moment before.

"There is only one way I can see, M'seur, and that is to wait and watch from this mountain top until Meleese drives out her dogs.

She has her own team, and in ordinary seasons frequently goes out alone or with one of the women at the post.

_Mon Dieu_, she has had enough sledge-riding of late, and I doubt if she will find pleasure in her dogs for a long time." "I had planned to use you," said Howland, "but I've lost faith in you.
Honestly, Croisset, I believe you would stick me in the back almost as quickly as those murderers down there." "Not in the back, M'seur," smiled the Frenchman, unmoved.

"I have had opportunities to do that.
_Non_, since that fight back there I do not believe that I want to kill you." "But I would be a fool to trust you.