The wind seemed to grow colder as I waited to answer you.

Listen to the leaves falling before it! Their rustle tells of a bitter night." "And while we freeze in it," said Robert, whose imagination was already in full play, "the French and Indians build as many and big fires as they please, and cook before them the juicy game they killed today." The hunter was again very thoughtful.
"It looks as if we would have to kindle a fire," he said, "and tomorrow we shall have to hunt bear or deer for ourselves, because we have food enough left for only one more meal." "The face of Areskoui is turned from us," said Tayoga.

"We have done something to anger him, or we have failed to do what he wished, and now he sends upon us a hard trial to test us and purify us! A great storm with fierce cold comes!" The wind rose suddenly, and it began to make a sinister hissing among all the passes and gorges.

Robert felt something damp upon his face, and he brushed away a melting flake of snow.

But another and another took its place and the air was soon filled with white.