But she watched him closely--and studied him hardest when he was looking at McCready.
Later, after Thorpe and his wife had gone into their tent, it began to snow, and the effect of the snow upon McCready puzzled Kazan.

The man was restless, and he drank frequently from the flask that he had used the night before.

In the firelight his face grew redder and redder, and Kazan could see the strange gleam of his teeth as he gazed at the tent in which his mistress was sleeping.

Again and again he went close to that tent, and listened.

Twice he heard movement.