in the far North rested upon them suddenly 

 like a heavy hand. 



I know not what it is, — what lesser pres- 

 sure of air, to which we respond like a ba- 

 rometer; or what unknown chords there are 

 within us that sleep for years in the midst 

 of society and that waken and answer, like 

 an animal's, to the subtle influence of nature, 

 — but one can never be watched by an unseen 

 wild animal without feeling it vaguely; and 

 one can never be so keen on the trail that 

 the storm, before it breaks, will not whisper 

 a warning to turn back to shelter before it is 

 too late. To Noel and Mooka, alone on the 

 barrens, the sun was no dimmer than before ; 

 the heavy gray bank of clouds still held sul- 

 lenly to its place on the horizon; and no 

 eyes, however keen, would have noticed the 

 tiny dark spots that centered and glowed 

 upon them over the rim of the little hollow 

 where the wolves were watching. Neverthe- 

 less, a sudden chill fell upon them both. 

 They stopped abruptly, shivering a bit, draw- 

 ing closer together and scanning the waste 

 keenly to know what it all meant. 



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