It is a wonder you have not been stopped." "Who'll stop me ?" "The Indians.

They will kill you if you do not turn back." "Faugh! to tell an American plainsman that!" The hunter paused a steady moment, with his eyelids narrowing over slits of blue fire.

"There is no law to keep me out, nothing but Indian superstition and Naza! And the greed of the Hudson's Bay people.

I am an old fox, not to be fooled by pretty baits.

For years the officers of this fur-trading company have tried to keep out explorers.