"Yes, I heard the cry of the pack first, and I went to the door, and opened it, and stood there listening and looking out into the night.

UGH! they went near.

I could hear the hoofs of the caribou.

And then I heard a great cry, a voice that rose above the howl of the wolves like the voice of ten men, and I knew that Bram Johnson was on the trail of meat.

MON DIEU--yes--he is alive.