Run and get dinner," Jacob Welse laughed.

"There was no danger." "But what was it ?" "Stewart River's broken and sending its ice down under the Yukon ice.
We could hear the grinding plainly out there." "Ah! And it was terrible! terrible!" cried the baron.

"And that poor, poor man, we cannot save him!" "Yes, we can.

We'll have a try with the dogs after dinner.

Hurry, Frona." But the dogs were a failure.