CHAPTER XXVI
MOOLOO, THE GUIDE
Mooloo, who seemed a surly fellow and not at all like Kapje and his son, looked up at their entrance with a frown. He had been doing something mysterious to a sealskin, but now he thrust this behind him with a suspicions movement.
At sight of the two Eskimos his face cleared a little, but he still regarded the boys warily.
“Looks as if he thought we’d bite,” whispered Fred to Bobby, and the latter nudged him in the ribs as a signal to keep quiet.
Kapje said a few words in the native tongue—probably introducing them, the boys thought—and then he turned, holding out his hand to Bobby.
“Take you to Mooloo,” he said. “I go now. Goo’-by.”
As he turned to go Bobby tried to stop him, to thank him for all he had done for him and his chums, but Kapje would have none of it.
“You no thank me,” he said. “You save lives of Eskimo. Eskimo never forget. Goo’-by.”
The younger Eskimo grunted something that the boys took to be farewell, and in another moment father and son had disappeared.