"It all depends where they take place and where you happen to be." "But the river! Look! It falls; I can see it before my eyes." "It is not too late." He swept the island-studded bend and saw the ice-mountains larger and reaching out one to the other.

"Go into the tent, Courbertin, and put on the pair of moccasins you'll find by the stove.

Go on.

You won't miss anything.

And you, Frona, start the fire and get the coffee under way." Half an hour after, though the river had fallen twenty feet, they found the ice still pounding along.
"Now the fun begins.