The snow'll hide it," insisted Bill.
"Well, let's get a move on then," said Hank.

"The wind's risin' and it's goin' to kick up a sea.

I don't want to be caught out on the Bay again in a sea like we had that other time.

The snow's goin' to be thick too, and we'll lose our bearings." "Go on, then.

I'll foller with the kid," said Bill, still holding Jamie's aching arm.
"Better let the kid go," said Hank, swinging a rifle over his left shoulder and with an axe in his right hand striding away through the darkness and thickly falling snow.
"Come along you!" and Jamie's captor, gripping Jamie's arm in one hand and with a rifle in the other, followed in the trail of the man Hank, dragging Jamie almost too fast for his legs to carry him.
On and on they went through the darkness.