If you can wait until to-morrow--" "I must follow this afternoon--now," interrupted Philip.

"They will have left a clean trail behind, and I can overtake them some time to-morrow.
Will you have the team made ready for me--a light sledge, it you've got it." By three o'clock he was on the trail again.

Breed had spoken truthfully when he said that his dogs were scrubs.

There were four of them, two mongrels, one blind huskie, and a mamelute that ran lame.

And besides this handicap, Philip found that his own endurance was fast reaching the ebbing point.