The Esquimaux looked fixedly at him for a moment or two, and then shook his head solemnly.
He arose without another word and left the hut.
“What does that mean?” inquired Hugo.
“It means that he don’t believe us.”
This was soon verified.
The little party were preparing to sleep when a loud thud sounded on the outside of the hut.
It was followed by others, as if large projectiles were being flung against the hut.
Then a huge block in the side was dashed in, almost striking one of the boys.
A second block fell—the hut seemed crumbling into ruins.
Jack caught a glimpse of a dozen or more of the Esquimaux.