XIX[ToC]
HOW AMBROSE WAS MADE TO WALK
One of the men from Cape Norman had been acting as leader on the trail from St. Anthony. His name was Will, and he was a big broad-shouldered man, a giant of a fellow. He knew all the trappers on this part of the coast, and where their trapping grounds lay. One of his neighbors, whom he spoke of as "Si," trapped in the neighborhood where the baffled men now found themselves.
"I'm rememberin', now, Si built a tilt handy by here," he suddenly exclaimed.
"A tilt!" Grenfell was sceptical. "I've been going up and down this coast for twenty years and I never heard of a tilt near here."
"He built un last fall. I thinks, now, I could find un," Will suggested.
"Find it if you can," urged Grenfell hopefully. "Where is it?"