342 ICE-BOUND ON KOLGUEY 
intelligence on his face. But I was one too many 
for him. For I offered him a cigarette which I had 
made from a leaf of my note-book. And while he 
was stooping down to light this I managed to slip a 
small bolvan and the spoon into my pocket unperceived. 
On the return journey my sleigh caught ina hummock, 
and the whole of one side broke off. But Abeiloh had 
a 
BOLVANS OF THE HOLY HILL 
mended it in fifteen minutes with seal-thong lashings, 
and we went on. 
We reached the ombara, or hut, again in a blinding 
snow-storm. But here I picked up a capital little adliurs, 
on which I could sit astride, and came along in fine 
style, riding over all the hummocks delightfully. 
I had had enough of the Bulchikoff brothers and their 
choom, so went straight away back to Scharok. Here 
