He did not now envy those warriors back there.
The bear, although small, was very fat.

Evidently he had fed well on acorns and wild honey, and he would yield up steaks which, to one with Henry's appetite, would be beyond compare.

He calculated that it was more than a mile to the swamp, and, after a few preliminaries, he flung the body of the bear over his shoulder.

Through some power of the mind over the body his full strength had returned to him miraculously, and when he reached the stepping stones he crossed from one to another lightly and firmly, despite the weight that he carried.
He came to the little bark hut which he now considered his own.

The night had fallen again, but some coals still glowed under the ashes, and there was plenty of dry wood.