ition. He leaped to his feet, startled at the apparition of a
human figure. Dick sat up alert at once. The fire had almost died, but
between the glow of its embers and the light of the aurora sifted
through the trees they made her out.

"Oh, for God's _sake!_" snarled Dick, and lay back again in his
blankets, but in a moment resumed his sitting position. "She made her
choice," he proffered vehemently, "make her stick to it! Make her stick
to it. She can't change her mind every other second like this, and we
don't _need_ her!"

But Sam, piling dry wood on the fire, looked in her face.

"Shut up, Dick," he commanded sharply. "Something in this."

The young man stared at his companion an enigmatical instant, hesitating
as to his reply.

"Oh, all right," he replied at last with ostentatious indifference. "I
don't give a damn. Don't sit up too late with the young lady. Good
night!" He disappeared beneath his coverings, plainly disgruntled, as,
for a greater or less period of time, he always was when even the least
of his plans or points of view required readjustment.

Sam boiled tea, roasted a caribou steak, knelt and removed the girl's
damp foot-gear and replaced it with fresh. Then he held the cup to her
lips, cut the tough meat for her with his hunting-knife, even fed her as
though she were a child. He piled more wood on the fire, he wrapped
about her shoulders one of the blankets with the hare-skin lining.
Finally, when nothing more remained to be done, he lit his pipe and
squatted on his heels close to her, lending her mood the sympathy of
human silence.

She drank the tea, swallowed the food, permitted the change of her
foot-gear, bent her shoulders to the blanket, all without the appearance
of consciousness. The corners of her lips were bent firmly downward.
Her eyes, fixed and exalted, gazed beyond the fire, beyond the dancing
shadows, beyond the world. After a long interval she began to speak,
low-voiced, in short disconnected sentences.

"My brothers seek the Ojibway, Jingoss. They will take him to Conjuror's
House. But Jingoss knows that my brothers come. He has been told by
Ah-tek. He leaves the next sun. He is to travel to the west, to Peace
River. Now his camp is five hours to the north. I know where it is.
Jingoss has three dogs. He has much meat. He has no gun but the
trade-gun. I have learned this. I come to tell it to my brothers."

"Why, May-may-gwan?" inquired Sam, gently.

She turned on him a