She would tell it, when she knew she and the baby would be safe from the vengeance of the Brute.

And only LE FACTEUR--the Big Man at Post Fort O' God a hundred miles away--was powerful enough to save her.
It was well that Le Beau did not read this thought in her mind now.
With his warning he turned to Miki and dragged him out of the cabin to a cage made of saplings in which the winter before he had kept two live foxes.

A small chain ten feet in length he fastened around Miki's neck and then to one of the sapling bars before he thrust his prisoner inside the door of the prison and freed him by cutting the BABICHE thongs with a knife.
For several minutes after that Miki lay still while the blood made its way slowly through his numbed and half-frozen limbs.

At last he staggered to his feet, and then it was that Le Beau chuckled jubilantly and turned back to the cabin.
And now followed many days that were days of hell and torment for him--an unequal struggle between the power of The Brute and the spirit of the Dog.
"I must break you--OW! by the Christ! I WILL break you!"-- Le Beau would say time and again when he came with the club and the whip.

"I will make you crawl to me--OUI, and when I say fight you will fight!" It was a small cage, so small that Miki could not get away from the reach of the club and the whip.