"I know not how to thank you."
"What nonsense! You owe me nothing. It is I who am your debtor. But it is getting late, and I must return to the camp, where they must be getting anxious. Thanks to my rest I feel not only able to walk, but to carry the confounded deer."
"Wait, however, while I clean and skin him. It will then be easier."
"You are quite right. Be quick, as we are short of food."
"But the country is enormously rich in game, and what a beautiful spot!"
"It certainly is," replied Samuel, after which his young friend soon prepared the game so as to be easily carried.
"And now take my arm while I lead you through the defile, which is the only way out of the valley."
And so they started, Samuel walking much better than he expected, though suffering much.
"One favour," said the young man, after a time.
"What is it, my friend?" asked Samuel.