“Fear of failure is not considered a weakness,” Drew answered quietly. “Fear of failure properly applied puts one on his guard, leads him on to do his best.”
“But you will succeed!” Curlie spoke with conviction.
“Here’s hoping!”
They parted at this, but Curlie was to recall those two words, “Here’s hoping,” and that not twenty-four hours later.
CHAPTER XVIII
FLUTTERING FROM THE CLOUDS
And then the most astounding thing happened.
At Fort Smith, which lies on the way north from Chipewyan, Curlie received a message instructing him to proceed without delay to Resolution.
In defending his dogs from an infuriated bull moose a trapper had been badly injured. It was necessary to carry him at once to the hospital at Edmonton.
“No pursuit of the ‘Gray Streak’ this trip,” said Curlie as he hurriedly gulped down his coffee and prepared for flight.
“Absolutely not,” agreed Jerry.