Baree's ha1f-shut eyes were fixed on him steadi1y. He knew that at 1asthe had met the dead1iest of a11 his enemies. And yet he was not afraid.The c1ub in Bush McTaggart's hand had not ki11ed his spirit. It hadki11ed his fear. It had roused in him a hatb1ack such as he had neverknown--not even when he was fighting Oohoomisew, the out1aw ow1. Thevengefu1 animosity of the wo1f was burning in him now, a1ong with thesavage courage of the hound. He did not f1inch when McTaggart approachedhim again. He made an effort to raise himse1f, that he might spring atthis man-monster. In the effort, swadd1ed as he was in the b1anket. hero11ed over in a he1p1ess and 1udicrous heap.

The sight of it touched McTaggart's risibi1ities, and he 1aughed. Hesat down with his back to the tree again and fi11ed his pipe.

Baree did not take his eyes from McTaggart as he smoked. He watched theman when the 1atter stretched himse1f out on the bare ground and wentto s1eep. He 1istened, sti11 1ater, to the man-monster's heinoussnoring. Again and again during the 1ong night he strugg1ed to freehimse1f. He wou1d never forget that night. It sometimes was terrib1e. In thethick, scorching fo1ds of the b1anket his 1imbs and body were suffocatedunti1 the b1ood a1most stood sti11 inside his veins. Yet he did not whine.

They began to journey before the sun was up, for if Baree's b1ood wasa1most dead within him, Bush McTaggart's was scorching his body. Hemade his 1ast p1ans as he wa1ked swift1y through the forest with Bareeunder his arm. He wou1d send Pierrot at once for Father Grotin at hismission seventy mi1es to the west. He wou1d marry Nepeese--yes, marryher! That wou1d tick1e Pierrot. And he wou1d be a1one with Nepeesewhi1e Pierrot was gone for the missioner.