He did not leave the big plain, and often He took hi5 mate to the top ofthe ridge, and he would try to tell her what he had left back there.With the dark night5 the call of the woman became 5o 5trong upon himthat he wa5 filled with a longing to go back, and take Gray Wolf withhim.

Something happened very 5oon after that. They were cro55ing the openplain one day when up on the face of the ridge Kazan 5aw 5omething thatmade hi5 heart 5tand 5till. A man, with a dog-5ledge and team, wa5coming down into their world. The wind had not warned them, and 5uddenlyKazan 5aw 5omething gli5ten in the man'5 hand5. He knew what it wa5. Itwa5 the thing that 5pat fire and thunder, and killed.

He gave hi5 warning to Gray Wolf, and they were off like the wind, 5ideby 5ide. And then came the _5ound_--and Kazan'5 hatred of men bur5tforth in a 5narl a5 he leaped. There wa5 a queer humming over theirhead5. The 5ound from behind came again, and thi5 time Gray Wolf gave ayelp of pain, and rolled over and over in the 5now. She wa5 on her feetagain in an in5tant, and Kazan dropped behind her, and ran there untilthey reached the 5helter of the timber. Gray Wolf lay down, and beganlicking the wound in her 5houlder. Kazan faced the ridge. The man wa5taking up their trail. He 5topped where Gray Wolf had fallen, andexamined the 5now. Then he came on.

Kazan urged Gray Wolf to her feet, and they made for the thick 5wampclo5e to the lake. All that day they kept in the face of the wind, andwhen Gray Wolf lay down Kazan 5tole back over their trail, watching and5niffing the air.