I didn't have time to feel much scared out there, but I'm scared now of what might have happened.

I don't like to get into such fixes." "Well, it's over, and all is well, and we're none the worse for it.

Now drink your hot tea, lads," counseled Skipper Ed.

"We've work to do before we sleep." They ate their hardtack biscuit, and sipped the hot tea silently for a little, listening the while to the snug and cheerful crackle of wood and roar of flames in the big box stove.
"Now," said Skipper Ed finally, "we'll haul the wolves into the porch, and make them safe, for the dogs are like to tear at them, and injure the pelts." The following morning the carcasses of five additional wolves were discovered at the place where they had first fired upon the pack.

Two of the dogs, mangled and torn by wolf fangs, were dead, and three others were so badly injured that for a long time they were unfitted for driving.