The sun of late afternoon shone brightly on the snow and made of it a vast, brilliant, sparkling field of intolerable whiteness. To gaze for any length of time into that field was impossible. The human eye wavered before that blinding radiance, could not for long meet and hold its glaring intensity4. So it was that Dick looked down as he staggered on at the head of the column, and so it was that every other member of the party moved forward with bent5 head.
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They were travelling northeast in the general direction of Keechewan Mission. Keechewan Mission was at the end of an imaginary straight line—a very straight line—beginning at the Mackenzie River barracks. Sometimes, because of topographical obstructions—hills, ravines, dense6 forests, and the like—the party was forced to deviate7 or detour8 from the prescribed route. Naturally this wandering brought confusion. No one knew with any degree of certainty whether, when they came back and attempted to get on the right track again, they were a little east or a little west or directly upon that imaginary line.
It was a problem that would have absorbed the interest of a navigator or a civil engineer. To Dick, however, it was a hopeless tangle—blindly guessing at something and hoping it would come out all right. More and more he fell to consulting other members of the party, especially Toma, who had a strong sense of direction, and who had been uncannily successful in guiding Dick and Sandy on previous expeditions.
He was thinking of all this as he plodded9 wearily along. Perhaps even now they were off the trail and would eventually come to grief in some forbidding wasteland, far from the haunts of men.
He heard footsteps behind him and felt the weight of a hand upon his shoulder.
“What—you break trail all time. You go back now an’ drive ’em my team an’ ride a little while mebbe. Too hard break trail an’ no stop an’ rest.”
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It was Toma, of course. Always faithful and observing. A ready champion and trusted friend.
“It’s good of you,” Dick said wearily. “I am tired. My eyes hurt too. This glare is terrible.”
“It very bad,” agreed the young Indian. “One dog driver back there,” he pointed10, “him almost snow-blind.”
“Glad you told me. Tonight when we make camp, I’ll send him to Dr. Brady.”
Dick stepped to one side to permit Toma to pass.
“Very well, then, you’ll take my place. But have I been going right, Toma? Don’t you think we ought to turn more to the left? I can’t imagine why it is, why I feel that way, I mean, but I keep thinking that we’re striking too far east.”
The Indian shook his head.
“No, I guess you go about right. Mebbe it no hurt to turn little more to left.”
Dick vaguely11 wondered.
“Why do you believe our course is about right?” he asked.
“All right,” returned Toma, “I tell you. In morning an’ at night when you look off that way,” Toma made a sweeping12 motion with one arm, “you see ’em big hill. We go towards that. We keep hill in front of us. If we go wrong on trail, big hill be one side or other—not in front. That’s how I know.”
“Hill,” said Dick, puzzled. “I haven’t seen any.”
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“Then you not look very good. Mebbe you not look right time. Morning early, before sun him get too bright, you see ’em plain. Jus’ before sunset another good time. Tonight you try it an’ see.”
“I will,” said Dick, as he turned back to drive Toma’s team. “You may depend upon it.”
So, just before sunset, he called an early halt and while the other members of the party unharnessed the teams and proceeded to make supper, he climbed to the crest13 of a small hill and gazed off towards the northeast. Shadows had already commenced to appear along the hollows and ridges14. There was no glare over the snow now. He could see for miles across that forsaken15, desolate16 land.
Yet at first he could see nothing that resembled a hill. Where the horizon began, it was true, there reposed17 what looked like a bank of mist, but which, unlike mist, remained perfectly18 stationary19 and unchanging in form—a sort of purplish blotch20 against the blue background of the sky.
This, he decided21, must be the hill Toma referred to. It didn’t look like one to his inexperienced eyes, yet hill it must be. The young Indian had good eyesight and a vast knowledge of the North stored away in that clever brain of his. At any rate, provided it didn’t disappear during the night, he would use that hill or blotch, or whatever it was, as the goal for tomorrow’s weary trek22.
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He returned to find supper waiting for him. The dog mushers sat huddled23 around the blazing campfires, resting after their arduous24 day. Dick was glad that he had called a halt earlier than usual. The physical strain of tramping hour after hour through soft, yielding drifts had been almost unendurable.
Usually after the evening meal, Dick remained beside the campfire to talk with Sandy and Dr. Brady, but tonight he felt too tired. After he had eaten, he bade his friends good-night and repaired to his tent, where he was soon lost in sleep.
When he awakened25, a blue darkness still enveloped26 the earth. It was very early. He had a vague notion that he had been disturbed. Somewhere at the back of his consciousness was the dim memory of voices and running footsteps. But whether this was reality or a fragment of some vivid dream, he could not say. He lay still for a few minutes, listening.
Satisfied, at length, that he had heard nothing, that it was all an illusion, he turned on his side and attempted to go back to sleep. Just then there broke across his hearing, unusually clear and distinct, a shrill27 human cry. The cry was followed by the sound of a struggle and a muffled28 groan29.
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In a flash, Dick was up and fumbling30 for a candle. He tore into his clothes. He sprang to the tent opening and darted31 through—coatless, hatless, a revolver gripped firmly in his right hand. He made his way quickly toward the sound of struggling, arriving just as two men swayed to their feet and seized each other in another desperate embrace.
In the darkness, it was impossible to tell who the two combatants were. For the life of him, Dick could not guess their identity. However, he advanced, gun held in readiness.
“Stop it! Stop it, I say. I have you covered.”
The two figures drew apart. Dick wondered if they weren’t two of his own dog drivers, between whom ill-feeling existed, and who were employing this method to settle their differences. Imagine his surprise when the voice of Toma broke the quiet.
“Dick! You!” he puffed32. “This fellow he put up pretty good fight. Twice he almost get away.”
“But who is it?” Dick asked wonderingly. “Who is it, Toma?”
“Lamont,” answered the young Indian briefly33.
Dick took a step forward and almost dropped his gun.
“Lamont!” he exploded. “Lamont! Lamont! It can’t be——”
“It is,” said Toma stubbornly. “Pretty soon you find out. You see I tell you right.”
“But what in the name of—” Dick began, then paused breathless. “Lamont—what’s he doing here? How did you happen to find him, Toma? What were you fighting about?”
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“I wake up over there in tent,” Toma explained, “when I hear something go by. First I think mebbe it one of the huskies. Then I hear more noise out by my sledge34. I dress quick as I can an’ go out there. No gun!—nothing! An’ I find him this thief try to steal. Soon as he hear me, he start run over here, near your tent. I grab him by shoulder, but he slip away again. More run. Again I catch him. I trip him down an’ grab him by his throat. Then he make yell.”
“You’ve done well, Toma,” Dick complimented him. “Good boy!”
He turned upon the panting culprit.
“Mighty glad you’ve come back. Very kind of you. This is a pleasure we hadn’t expected,” he could not conceal35, even in this attempt at sarcasm36, the satisfaction and relief the guide’s coming had brought. He seized Lamont by the arm.
“Step lively now over to that tent. You’ve played your last little game with me.”
Flourishing his gun, he sent the former guide staggering ahead with a well-directed push.
“Get in there,” he thundered, “and be quick about it! We’ll have a pleasant little talk—you and I. There are a few things I want to tell you.”
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He followed Lamont inside, motioning to Toma to follow him. In the feeble light of the single fluttering candle eagerly he scanned the downcast features of the man who had caused him so much misery37 and trouble. He pointed to his bunk38.
“Sit over there.”
For a moment he glowered39, then:
“What were you doing here? Why did you come back?”
The guide looked up, his squint40 eye gleaming defiantly41, his mouth quivering with suppressed anger and humiliation42.
Silence.
“Answer me!” shouted Dick.
Lamont’s eyes fell before the young leader’s unblinking gaze. His fingers played nervously43 with the worn fringe of his short fur coat.
“If you don’t talk,” stormed Dick, “it will go hard with you. Why did you come back?”
“I get lonesome,” lied Lamont. “I get lonesome all time out there alone.”
“A very pretty story,” laughed Dick. “You come back in the middle of the night because you were lonesome. You didn’t come back, of course, to steal. Getting hungry, weren’t you? Thought you’d come over and sample our supplies. Well, you failed. You’re a thief, Lamont, a dirty thief, and when we arrive at Keechewan I’ll turn you over to Corporal Rand of the mounted police. How’ll you like that, eh?”
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At mention of the dreaded44 name, the guide stirred uneasily. He looked up again, his features distorted with fear.
“I no help I come back,” his voice broke. “What else I do? I get hungry like you say. You owe me money. What hurt I come here an’ get little something to eat, get mebbe few dollars grub. Anyway,” he hurried on, “you tell me no want me here. You say go.”
This, of course, was perfectly true. Dick had told Lamont that his services were no longer required.
“Yes, I told you. But you had no right to come back here to steal. Now you’ll be punished for it. You’ll remain with this party, Lamont. You’ll work. You’ll break trail. You’ll guide us. I’ll watch you close, and there’ll be a bullet for you if you try to escape. You won’t have an easy time of it like you had before, Lamont.”
The guide did not answer. He merely sat and glared at his accuser. He was nervous and ill at ease. Dick consulted his watch.
“It’s now four o’clock,” he announced to Toma. “Everyone will be awake in two hours. We might as well stay up.”
Toma rose to his feet.
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“I take this fellow over to my tent,” he said winking46 at his chum. “Him hungry, very hungry, he say. All right, we make him start to work. He get himself big breakfast. Get breakfast for you, me too. Start campfire. Do plenty work.”
“That’s not a bad idea. I’ll go over with you.”
He motioned to Lamont to follow the young Indian outside, then remained behind for a moment to blow out the candle. A short time later, they stood around while Lamont worked.
The guide offered no objections. He was hungry, so hungry indeed, that he would have worked gladly for hours for a mere45 crust.
Lamont, Toma and Dick were sitting around the fire at breakfast when the camp awoke. Here and there a light flickered47 through the gloom. The plaintive48 howling of the malemutes and huskies. Drowsy49 human voices. The sharp, quick blows of an ax, crackling brush. Ruddy flames leaping up, brighter and brighter. More noise and bustle50 and confusion.
They were still sitting there, when Dr. Brady and Sandy appeared. The pair of them came up, laughing, but, at sight of Lamont wolfing his food, they paused in sheer wonderment.
Dick beckoned51 to them.
“It’s all right, doctor. Don’t hesitate, Sandy. Come on over. He’s perfectly harmless. Permit me to introduce him to you. Gentlemen,” he grinned, “Mr. Martin Lamont—our guide!”
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