And so Alan thrilled with an inner gladness when his business was finished and the day came for him to leave Nome.
Carl Lomen went with him as far as the big herd on Choris Peninsula.

For one hundred miles, up to Shelton, they rode over a narrow-gauge, four-foot railway on a hand-car drawn by dogs.

And it seemed to Alan, at times, as though Mary Standish were with him, riding in this strange way through a great wilderness.

He could _see_ her.

That was the strange thing which began to possess him.