"That, too, was necessary.

Will you go and arrange your canoe now?
Jean will bring down my things and exchange them for some of your dunnage." She left him to run into the tent, reappearing quickly with a thick rabbit-skin blanket and two canoe pillows.
"These make my nest--when I'm not working," she said, thrusting them into Philip's arms.

"I have a paddle, too.

Jean says that I am as good as an Indian woman with it." "Better, M'sieur," exclaimed Jean, who had come out of the tent.

"It makes you work harder to see her.