[SPAM] face that had looked

He went to the head of the dogs, guiding them down the rough side of the
ridge, while Howland steadied the toboggan from behind. For
three-quarters of an hour they traversed the low bush of the plain in
silence. From every rising snow hummock Jean scanned the white
desolation about them, and each time, as nothing that was human came
within his vision, he turned toward the engineer with a sinister shrug
of his shoulders. Once three moving caribou, a mile or more away,
brought a quick cry to his lips and Howland noticed that a sudden flush
of excitement came into his face, replaced in the next instant by a look
of disappointment. After this he maintained a more careful guard over
the Frenchman. They had covered less than half of the distance to the
caribou trail when in a small open space free of bush Croisset's voice
rose sharply and the team stopped. "What do you think of it, M'seur?" he
cried, pointing to the snow. "What do you think of that?" Barely cutting
into the edge of the open was the broken crust of two sledge trails. For
a moment Howland forgot his caution and bent over to examine the trails,
with his back to his companion. When he looked up there was a curious
laughing gleam in Jean's eyes. "_Mon Dieu_, but you are careless!" he
exclaimed. "Be more careful, M'seur. I may give myself up to another
temptation

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