"Fairly good time for a beginner, David!" He broke into a cheerful whistle.

The dogs were whining and snapping like joyous puppies as Mukoki unfastened them.

The Cree himself was voluble in a chuckling and meaningless way.

There was a great contentment in the air, an indefinable inspiration that seemed to lift the gloom.

David could not understand it, though in an elusive sort of way he felt it.