Mr.Gundry cared little what any body said concerning his honor, or courage, or such like; but the thought of a whisper against his hospitality would rouse him.
"Find him, Firm, find him," he said, in his deep sad voice, as he sat down on the antlered stump and gazed at the fire gloomily.

"And when he is found, call a public postmortem, and prove that we gave him his bellyful." Ephraim, knowing the old man's ways, and the manners, perhaps, of the neighborhood, beckoned to Suan to be quick with something hot, that he might hurry out again.

Then he took his dinner standing, and without a word went forth to seek.
"Take the snow-harrow, and take Jowler," the old man shouted after him, and the youth turned round at the gate and waved his cap to show that he heard him.

The snow was again falling heavily, and the afternoon was waning; and the last thing we saw was the brush of the mighty tail of the great dog Jowler.
"Oh, uncle, Firm will be lost himself!" I cried, in dismay at the great white waste.

"And the poor man, whoever he is, must be dead.