At last, with keen satisfaction, he saw a flicker of light break out from the dark mass of a bluff ahead, and a few minutes later he came, breathing hard, into camp.
"You haven't stayed out long," Benson observed.

"I suppose you saw nothing ?" "I heard wolves," Blake answered dryly.

"You had better gather wood enough to keep a big fire going, because I've no doubt they'll pick up my trail.

However, it's a promising sign." "I guess we could do without it," Hording broke in.

"I've no use for wolves." "They must live on something," Blake said.