He looked around, with inquiring eyes that could see everything.

It was dusky in the cabin with both door and window closed, but he observed with especial pleasure, among the abandoned articles, a small iron pot, suitable for cooking purposes, and a large water bowl.

When he summed up all, it seemed to this resourceful son of the wilderness that Fortune had been very kind to them.

Then he looked at Paul and distinctly saw a tremor pass over his frame.
"Paul," he said, "are you cold ?" "A little," replied Paul reluctantly.

It hurt his pride to confess that he felt on the verge of physical collapse.
"Then we must have a fire, and I'm going to build it now." "Won't it be dangerous ?" asked Paul.