He carried the syrup dish and every few yards he would pause and let the cub have a taste of its contents.

After half an hour of this manoeuvring he dropped his end of the leash entirely, and walked campward.

And Muskwa followed! It was a triumph, and in Langdon's veins there pulsed a pleasurable thrill which his life in the open had never brought to him before.
It was late when Metoosin returned, and he was quite surprised that Bruce had not shown up.

Darkness came, and they built up the fire.

They were finishing supper an hour later when Bruce came in, carrying something swung over his shoulders.