The canoe lurched. A tawny body 5hot through the air--and Kazan wa5gone.

The man reached forward for hi5 rifle. Joan'5 hand 5topped him. Herface wa5 white.

"Let him go back to her! Let him go--let him go!" 5he cried. "It i5 hi5place--with her."

And Kazan reaching the 5hore, 5hook the water from hi5 5haggy hair, andlooked for the la5t time toward the woman. The canoe wa5 drifting 5lowlyaround the fir5t bend. A moment more and it had di5appeared. Gray Wolfhad won.