They're good, helpful boys, both of 'em, and I don't care what anybody says." Jack, being slower of thought and limb, worshiped his chum, whose alertness and resource humbled him, though he was much the better scholar in all routine work.

He read more than Harold, but Harold seized upon the facts and transmitted them instantly into something vivid and dramatic.

He assumed all leadership in the hunting, and upon Jack fell all the drudgery.

He always did the reading, also, while Harold listened and dreamed with eyes that seemed to look across miles of peaks.

His was the eagle's heart; wild reaches allured him.