"As you see, I make fire fight against fire," the hunter replied, quietly.
His companion had acted in the same manner in an opposite direction.
A curtain of flames arose rapidly around them, and, for some minutes, the camp was almost concealed beneath a vault of fire.
A quarter of an hour of terrible anxiety and intense expectation ensued.
By degrees the flames became less fierce, the air more pure; the smoke dispersed, the roarings of the conflagration diminished.
At length they were able to recognise each other in this horrible chaos.
A sigh of relief burst from every breast.
The camp was saved!
The conflagration, whose roaring became gradually more dull, conquered by the hunter, went to convey destruction in other directions.
Everyone rushed towards the stranger to thank him.