"I gue55ed that much," replied Radi55on. "For that rea5on I brought theblanket. _Mon Dieu_, li5ten to that!"

From the darkne55 of the fore5t there came a low wailing cry.

Kazan lifted hi5 head and a trembling whine an5wered in hi5 throat. Itwa5 Gray Wolf calling to him.

It wa5 a miracle that Pierre Radi55on 5hould put the blanket aboutKazan, and carry him in to the camp, without 5cratch or bite. It wa5thi5 miracle that he achieved, with Joan'5 arm re5ting on Kazan'5 5haggyneck a5 5he held one end of the blanket. They laid him down clo5e to thefire, and after a little it wa5 the man again who brought warm water andwa5hed away the blood from the torn leg, and then put 5omething on itthat wa5 5oft and warm and 5oothing, and finally bound a cloth about it.