And that stream, he was sure, was the one in the chasm.
But Rod's plans for an early investigation were doomed to disappointment.

Late that day both Mukoki and Wabi returned, the latter with a red fox and another mink, the former with a fisher, which reminded Rod of a dog just growing out of puppyhood, and another story of strange trails that renewed their former apprehensions.

The old Indian had discovered the remnants of the burned jackpine, and about it were the snow-shoe tracks of three Indians.

One of these trails came from the north and two from the west, which led him to believe that the pine had been fired as a signal to call the two.

At the very end of their trap-line, which extended about four miles from camp, a single snow-shoe trail had cut across at right angles, also swinging into the north.
These discoveries necessitated a new arrangement of the plans that had been made the preceding night.