"It's not in more than an inch." "That's curious," exclaimed Wabigoon, coming close beside him.

"It ought to be half-way through the tree at least! Eh, Muky?
I don't believe it would have hurt--" He stopped.

Rod had turned with a sudden excited cry.

He held out his knife, tip upward, and pointed to it with the index finger of his free hand.

Wabi's eyes fell on the tip of the blade.