What's a few
months? We've all our life before us, and it's plain sailing now we've
got our bearings again."
"Amen!" she whispered. "I--but, say, man of mine, you've been on the
trail, and I know what the trail is. You must be hungry. I've got all
kinds of goodies cooked in the kitchen. Take off your clothes, and
I'll get you something to eat."
"I'll go you," he said. "I am hungry. Made a long mush to get here
for the night. I got six huskies running loose outside, so if you hear
'em scuffing around you'll know it's not the wolves. Say, it was some
welcome surprise to find a fire when I came in. Thought first somebody
traveling through had put up. Then I saw those slippers lying there.
That was sure making me take notice when you stepped out."
He chuckled at the recollection. Hazel lit the lamp, and stirred up
the fire, plying it with wood. Then she slipped a heavy bath-robe over
her nightgown and went into the chilly kitchen, emerging therefrom
presently with a tray of food and a kettle of water to make coffee.
This she set on the fire. Wherever she moved Bill's eyes followed her
with a gleam of joy, tinctured with smiling incredulousness. When the
kettle was safely bestowed on the coals, he drew her on his knee.
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