Mary might think they were late at the traps, and be out doing the feeding, and it would be cold for a woman.
On reaching his own door, he dropped the rat bags inside, and then hurried to the yard of the other cabin.

He gathered a big load of wood in his arms, and stamping the snow from his feet, called "Open!" at the door.

Dannie stepped inside and filled the empty box.

With smiling eyes he turned to Mary, as he brushed the snow and moss from his sleeves.
"Nothing but luck to-day," he said.

"Jimmy took elivin fine skins frae his traps before he started to town, and I got five more that are his, and I hae eight o' my own." Mary looked such a dream to Dannie, standing there all pink and warm and tidy in her fresh blue dress, that he blinked and smiled, half bewildered.
"What did Jimmy go to town for ?" she asked.
"Whatever it was ye wanted," answered Dannie.
"What was it I wanted ?" persisted Mary.
"He dinna tell me," replied Dannie, and the smile wavered.
"Me, either," said Mary, and she stooped and picked up her sewing.
Dannie went out and gently closed the door.