His voice was deep and vibrant with an intense emotion.

Yet he was not excited.
"I've been hunting for that mount'in for forty years, Johnny!" "Mac!" Aldous leaned over and laid a hand on the old mountaineer's shoulder.

Still MacDonald did not look at him.
"Forty years," he repeated, as if speaking to himself.

"I see how I missed it now, just as DeBar said.

I hunted from the west, an' on that side the mount'in ain't black.