Ambrose frowned.

"Tell me the whole story," he said.
The little man was eying the grub-box wolfishly.

Throwing back the cover, Ambrose offered him a cold bannock.
"Here," he said.

"Eat and tell me." Alexander without a word turned and scrambled up the bank and disappeared, clutching the loaf to his breast.

The white man shouted after him without effect.