"We've got to make it to-morrow night.

There's the devil of a trip before us.

That big marsh portage is a heartbreaker, and there must be a dozen or fifteen of them awaiting us, and we're going to get through--at least, I am." "All right," said Knight, with a quick flash of temper.

"I'll stay with you, only I thought we might ease him a bit." "I'm telling you, we're going to get through," said Duff, with another oath.
"You needn't tell me, Duff," said Knight.

"Keep your shirt on." "On or off, wet or dry, sink or swim, we're going to make that train to-morrow, Knight.