CHAPTER XXXI
“It will smell,” I said, “but it will keep in the heat and keep out the rain and snow.”
We were surveying the completed seal-skin roof.
“It is clumsy, but it will serve the purpose, and that is the main thing,” I went on, yearning for her praise.
And she clapped her hands and declared that she was hugely pleased.
“But it is dark in here,” she said the next moment, her shoulders shrinking with a little involuntary shiver.
“You might have suggested a window when the walls were going up,” I said. “It was for you, and you should have seen the need of a window.”
“But I never do see the obvious, you know,” she laughed back. “And besides, you can knock a hole in the wall at any time.”
“Quite true; I had not thought of it,” I replied, wagging my head sagely. “But have you t
