And now it was lighted up with a sudden inspiration, and a glow that was not of the forest alone came into his eyes, as he added: "Miki, I'm lugging your homely carcass down to the Girl because you're an unpolished gem of good nature and beauty--and for those two things I know she'll love you.

She is my sister, you know.

Now, if I could only take that cub along with you----" He began to whistle as he turned with his pail of water in the direction of a thin fringe of balsams a hundred yards away.
Close at his heels followed Miki.
Challoner, who was a newly appointed factor of the Great Hudson's Bay Company, had pitched his camp at tie edge of the lake dose to the mouth of the creek.

There was not much to it--a battered tent, a still more battered canoe, and a small pile of dunnage.

But in the last glow of the sunset it would have spoken volumes to a man with an eye trained to the wear and the turmoil of the forests.