Hidden back in the thick spruce was the camp that Thorpe had left a fortnight before.

There were two tents there now in place of the one that he and his guide had used.

A big fire was burning in front of them.

Close to the fire was a long sledge, and fastened to trees just within the outer circle of firelight Kazan saw the shadowy forms and gleaming eyes of his team-mates.

He stood stiff and motionless while Thorpe fastened him to a sledge.