The greatest of all things--the sympathy of man for man--had stilled that other passion in them.

John Ball's salvation, and not more gold, was the day's work ahead of them now.
With the dawn they were up, and by the time it was light enough to see they were ready for the exploration of whatever was hidden behind the fall.

In a rubber blanket Wabigoon wrapped a rifle and half a dozen pine torches.

Mukoki carried a quantity of cooked meat.

Standing on the edge of the pool Rod pointed into the falling torrent.
"He dived straight under," he said.