"I fear for you, m'sieu," he said to Stane in simple explanation, "therefore I come. Bo'jour, M'sieu Anderton, dis ees a good meeting on zee bad day! But dat—surely dat ees Chigmok? An' zee mees where ees she?"
Stane waved a hand towards the lake. "Somewhere out there, Jean, and still to find."
"But we fin' her, m'sieu. Haf no fear but dat we weel her find, when zee snow it stop!"
And the ringing confidence in his tone brought new heart to Stane, still beset with fears for Helen.
CHAPTER XXII
AINLEY'S STORY
As Helen Yardely caught sight of Ainley's face, for a moment she was dumb with amazement, then she cried: "You? You?"
"Yes," he answered quickly, "I have been seeking you for weeks, and I find you in the nick of time. But there is no time to explain now. There were others with your captors; I saw the sledge following behind. We must get away at once."