"Not since."
"Do you remember just how long ago it was they were here?" was Bob's next question.
"Pretty hard say. Time goes ver' slow up here an' I forget. Mebby seven weeks, mebby eight or nine, but no more than nine sure."
"Do you know Long?" Jack asked.
"Oui, I know him long time."
"What kind of a man is he?"
"Not good. I not trust him."
"He's sure got a bad reputation," Jack said. "We haven't heard a single good word about him yet."
"After breakfast over we go see some other men an' ask them what they know," Jules told them.
He had urged them the night before to stay over a day and they had agreed after Lucky had assured them that a day's rest would be of great benefit to the dogs and that they would more than make up for the lost time.