Often in the winter she ride out wit' my team and hunt in the bush while I am load up." "What did Eelip say to that ?" Peter inquired facetiously.

Eelip was Poly's wife.
"Eelip ?" queried Poly, surprised.

"Colina is the trader's daughter," he carefully explained.

"She live in the big house.

I would cut off my hand to serve her." "I suppose Miss Colina has plenty of suitors ?" said Peter.
Ambrose hung with suspended breath on the reply.
Poly shook his curly pate.