? ? ? ? 'Yes, yes.'
? ? ? ? 'And then she took the knife, so; and once, twice- she was weak. I traveled very slow. And there is much gold in that place, very much gold.'
? ? ? ? 'Where is Unga?' For all Malemute Kid knew, she might be dying a mile away. He shook the man savagely, repeating again and again, 'Where is Unga? Who is Unga?'
? ? ? ? 'She- is- in- the- snow.'
? ? ? ? 'Go on!' The Kid was pressing his wrist cruelly.
? ? ? ? 'So- I- would- be- in- the snow- but- I- had- a- debt- to- pay. It- was- heavy- I- had- a- debt- to- pay- a- debt- to- pay I- had-' The faltering monosyllables ceased as he fumbled in his pouch and drew forth a buckskin sack. 'A- debt- to- pay- five- pounds- of- gold- grub- stake- Mal- e- mute- Kid- I-' The exhausted head dropped upon the table; nor could Malemute Kid rouse it again.
? ? ? ? 'It's Ulysses,' he said quietly, tossing the bag of dust on the table. 'Guess it's all day with Axel Gunderson and the woman. Come on, let's get him between the blankets. He's Indian; he'll pull through and tell a tale besides.'
? ? ? ? As they cut his garments from him, near his right breast could be seen two unhealed, hard-lipped knife thrusts.
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