"What an experience for a kid!" exclaimed Shad. "He must have had some rattling adventures?"
"Aye, that he did," said Ed. "'Twould be a long story t' tell un all, but there were one, now--"
"Now don't go yarnin', Ed," interrupted d**k, who had stepped out of doors and returned at this moment. "Ed never tells un straight, Mr. Trunbridge."
"Troobridge," broke in Ed.
"Trowbridge," volunteered Shad.
"Mr. Trowbridge," continued d**k. "He makes un a lot worse'n Bob tells un. Fog's clearin', Ed, an' we better be goin' after we eats dinner."
"That we had, an' the fog's clearin'," agreed Ed.
"But how about Ungava Bob? I'd like to meet him. Do you really think I may be able to engage him to guide me on a two or three weeks' trip?" asked Shad.
"Aye," said Ed. "I'm thinkin', now, you might. Bo
