Even then his mind fought against the possibility of the thing.

Probably it was an Indian woman who lived with Bram, or an Eskimo girl he had brought down from the north.
He made no sound as he approached the door.

He did not knock, but opened it and entered, as Bram had invited him to do.
From the gate Bram watched the cabin door as it closed behind him, and then he threw back his head and such a laugh of triumph came from his lips that even the tired beasts behind him pricked up their ears and listened.
And Philip, in that same moment, had solved the mystery of the golden snare..