I'll look for it." By the bloody trail on the snow he returned to the place where the wolf had fallen, and thence back to the spot where its leg had been broken by the bullet.

He discovered no sign of the foot.
"Didn't find it, did you ?" said Rea.
"No, and it appears odd to me.

The snow is so hard the foot could not have sunk." "Well, the wolf ate his foot, thet's what," returned Rea.

"Look at them teeth marks!" "Is it possible ?" Jones stared at the leg Rea held up.
"Yes, it is.

These wolves are crazy at times.