Following this day Peter was observant of a strange excitement in the cabin on the Burntwood.

It was not so much a thing of physical happening, but more the mysterious FEEL of something impending and very near.

The day following their arrival in the Pashkokogon country his master seemed to have forgotten him entirely.

It was Nada who noticed him, but even she was different; and Father John went about, overseeing two Indians whom he kept very busy, his pale, thin face luminous with an anticipation which roused Peter's curiosity, and kept him watchful.

He was puzzled, too, by the odd actions of the humans about him.