‘And you?’ asked Malemute Kid.
‘I do not know; but Akatan is small, and I have little wish to go back and live on the edge of the world. Yet is there small use in life. I can go to Constantine, and he will put irons upon me, and one day they will tie a piece of rope, so, and I will sleep good. Yet-no; I do not know.’
‘But, Kid,’ protested Prince, ‘this is murder!’
‘Hush!’ commanded Malemute Kid. ‘There be things greater than our wisdom, beyond our justice. The right and the wrong of this we cannot say, and it is not for us to judge.’
Naass drew yet closer to the fire. There was a great silence, and in each man’s eyes many pictures came and went.
THE END