Let's try just a little longer, but we must keep as close to the _komatik_ as we can, or we'll get separated." "We can't live through the night without an _igloo_!" Jimmy again declared, adding wistfully: "I wonder if our old _igloo_ isn't all right yet, after all?
It sat a little back, you know, from the water." "It wouldn't be safe," Bobby protested.

"If it hasn't gone already, it will soon in this blow, for the sea is eating away the ice floe on all sides.

Don't worry, Jimmy.

We'll make out, _igloo_ or no _igloo_.

Look at the dogs.