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would go on to the aranga and the other man would 
take us on to Mr. Olsen’s place and then we could 
go on by ourselves. 
“How about the forty dollars?” I asked. 
“Don’t you want it?” 
He had been thinking things over, he said, and 
he had decided that as he had a lot of deerskins back 
in the country and must get them before some one 
else did, the money I had agreed to pay him was not 
enough to compensate him for the risk he would 
take, for if he went clear through to East Cape he 
would get back too late. The fact was, as I could 
easily see, that he knew that forty dollars was 
much too high a price for the job he had under¬ 
taken, and he w T as afraid that if I got to a place 
where I could talk with some white man about it, 
I would learn that and refuse to pay. Apparently 
he had little confidence in a white man’s word. 
I listened to the explanation he offered about 
the deerskins and said, “All right,—we will let it 
go at that.” 
We came to our stopping-place on the western 
shore of Koliuchin Bay late in the afternoon. 
The man who lived in the aranga came out and 
asked me in. I saw to it that everything that I 
had on the sledge was taken off and put in the 
aranga and that our five dogs were fed and cared 
for. I was just pulling off my boots and stockings 
