He drew a deep breath of relief, for a warm wind from the Pacific was roaring through the defile.

Then Festing dropped the newspaper.
"Why have you opened the door ?" he asked drowsily, and got up with a jerk as the draught swept the smoke about the room.
"A Chinook!" he exclaimed, and ran to the door.

"We'll have rain and warmth while it blows." "It's great!" said Charnock hoarsely.

"We are through the worst!" Then he caught Festing's arm and laughed.

"Say something wise, partner; I want to shout and dance." "You had better go to bed.