"Oh, yes, I came to grief bringing in a deer, and lay out in the frost a good while before they found me.

Have you had many strangers round here ?" Horton nodded.

"The bush is just full of them--looking for timber rights and prospecting round the Crown lands--Hallam's friends, I think.

There was one of them seemed kind of anxious about you lately." Alton's eyes grew a trifle keener, but he was shaken and weary, and made a little gesture which seemed to indicate that he would ask questions later.
"You'll give the horse a light feed, and let me know when supper's on," he said.
It was dark when he mounted with Horton's assistance, and the horse plunged once or twice.

Then it started at a gallop, and Alton had some difficulty in pulling it up, for the snow was beaten down and the trail was good.