IN SCHAROK CAMP 211 
of a sudden up comes Verrmyah Uano, with a couple of 
teams and sleighs. 
He was very cheery, and glad to get some tea. He 
said he wanted me for the goosing. 
Now see what paradoxical things we are. A moment 
before I had been blowing eggs out of pure bravado; 
indeed I felt more dead than alive, for I hada real chill 
on my inside, and a sort of unkind cramps. But now 
nothing would do but I must go to the goosing, come 
what would. I said to myself, ‘I will bea Samoyed.’ So, 
beyond a bit of macintosh to lie on, a pot of Liebig 
and a biscuit, I made no provision for the stay, which I 
promised Hyland was to last but a few days. 
I would have liked to have made it longer, but I knew 
that my companion would not be happy for long alone, 
as he had not those resources which keep one from the 
dulness of the solitary life. ‘Also,’ I reflected, ‘if I am 
away, and he gets upon him the ague or the giddiness, 
how will he fare?’ 
So I left. 
