Always he could count on two weeks of coarse pleasures.

And in addition to that, his own womenfolk at home wore a rich treasure of fur that came to them from McTaggart.
One evening, a week after the adventure of Nepeese and Baree under the rock, McTaggart sat under the glow of an oil lamp in his "store." He had sent his little pippin-faced English clerk to bed, and he was alone.

For six weeks there had been in him a great unrest.

It was just six weeks ago that Pierrot had brought Nepeese on her first visit to Lac Bain since McTaggart had been factor there.

She had taken his breath away.