Harry of all men a cripple! Tom, you must do something." Okanagan slowly shook his head.

"I've done my best now," he said.

"We can get him down to Somasco and a live doctor up from Vancouver as soon as we can, and that's about all.

There's no time to lose.

We'll start to-morrow." Seaforth cast one glance at the still figure and grey face amidst the blankets, and then clenched his hands as he blundered out of the tent.
A white flake fell upon his face, another on his hands, and he shivered again as he glanced at the forest.