At first Philip thought this bag was empty.

Then Bram drew from it a few small packages, some of them done up in paper and others in bark.

Only one of these did Philip recognize--a half pound package of tea such as the Hudson's Bay Company offers in barter at its stores.

Into the dunnage bag Bram now put Philip's supplies, even to the last crumb of bannock, and then returned the articles he had taken out, after which he rolled the bag up in the bear skins and replaced the skins on the sledge.
After that, still mumbling, and still paying no attention to Philip, he reseated himself on the edge of the sledge and finished his breakfast of raw meat.
"The poor devil!" mumbled Philip.
The words were out of his mouth before he realized that he had spoken them.

He was still a little dazed by the shock of Bram's assault, but it was impossible for him to bear malice or thought of vengeance.