Of course there was the toboggan on
the roof, and in fairly good condition for such a shiftless
owner.
There were bunches of furs hanging from the rafters, but not
many, for fur taking is hard work; and Quonab, looking
suspiciously over them, was 'not surprised to see the lynx skin
he had lost, easily known by the absence of wound and the fur
still in points as it had dried from the wetting. In another
bundle, he discovered the beaver that had killed itself, for
there was the dark band across its back.
The martens he could not be sure of, but he had a strong
suspicion that most of this fur came out of his own traps.
He tied Hoag's blankets on the toboggan, and hastened back to
where he left the two on the mountain.
Skookum met him long before he was near. Skookum did not enjoy
Hoag's company.
The cripple had been talking freely to Rolf, but the arrival of
the Indian seemed to suppress him.
With the wounded man on the toboggan, they set out, The ground
was bare in many places, so that the going was hard; but,
fortunately, it was all down hill, and four hours' toil brought
them to the cabin.
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