He
worked swiftly and skillfully, and in a short time the making of
two fine black bear rugs were laying in the sun outside.
"Now," the man said, "you get busy with that steak over the coals,
and I'll tote in more wood. You don't seem quite up to carrying
heavy loads yet. That must be a bad wound."
"I think I must have lost considerable blood," George answered.
After the steak was nicely broiled, Antoine brought water from a
nearby stream, and the boy's head was carefully and rather
skillfully attended to.
"And now," said Antoine, "we'll go to my own home, which isn't far
away."
Without a word the boy followed the hunter through the deep snow
which lay on the slope until they came to an opening in the rock.
Entering, the boy found a very comfortable cavern, almost
completely lined with fur. There was a chimney-like crevice in the
ceiling which permitted the escape of smoke and foul air. Both
inside and outside the entrance were great stones by which the
place might be sealed up from either side.
"Quite a cozy nest!" George ventured, and Antoine nodded.
"We'll celebrate your arrival with a cup of good strong tea," he
said.
The tea was brewed and drank. Then the trapper's face began to
assume grotesque forms.
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