Whatever the sounds were they turned Mukoki's blood into water.

They made him a coward, and he ran, ran, mind you! until he got back to us! Is that like Mukoki?
I tell you the cries--" "What ?" "Were something very unusual," finished Wabigoon quietly, rising to his feet "Perhaps we will find out more to-morrow.

As it is, I believe we had better stand guard in camp to-night.

I will go to bed now and you can awaken me after a while." Wabigoon's words and the strangeness of his manner put Rod ill at ease, despite his arguments of a few moments before, and no sooner did he find himself alone beside the fire than he began to be filled with an unpleasant premonition of lurking danger.

For a time he sat very still, trying to peer into the shadows beyond the fire and listening to the sounds that came to him from out of the night.