And in their eyes was something which they could not hide when they looked at each other.

But Breault puzzled him.

He did not know that Breault was the best man-hunter in "N" Division, which reached from Athabasca Landing to the Arctic Ocean, or that up and down the two thousand-mile stretch of the Three River Country he was known as Shingoos, the Ferret.
The girl fell asleep first that night, with her cheek on her father's shoulder.

Breault, the Ferret, rolled himself in a blanket, and breathed deeply.

Porter still smoked his pipe, and looked wistfully at the pale face of Josephine Tavish.