After a few minutes Skookum scratched and whined at the shanty door.

Rolf rose, took his knife, cut a bunch of hair from Skookum's neck and burned it in the torch, then went on singing with horrid solemnity: "Evil spirit leave me; Dog-face do not harm me." At last he turned, and seeming to discover that Quonab was looking on, said: "The dream dog came to me.

I thought I saw him lick deer grease from the frying pan behind the shanty.

He laughed, for he knew that he made evil medicine for me.

I am trying to drive him away, so he cannot harm me.