Eileen kept the little puppy.

She's got it now--tamed.

That's why above all other wild things I love the wolves.
And I hope these two leave your trap-line safe." Henri was staring at him.

Weyman gave him the picture.

It was of a sweet-faced girl, with deep pure eyes, and there came a twitch at the corners of Henri's mouth as he looked at it.
"My Iowaka died t'ree year ago," he said.