His anger was justified. Travel in the North, where food is scarce, is
a question of transport. As the traveler must take all he needs with
him, his supplies must be carefully regulated in accordance with the
distance and his power of carrying them, while an error in his
calculations may result in starvation. Knowing this, Carnally and
Graham had considered how the weight could be cut down by the use of
certain condensed foods, as well as clothing and camp equipment made
to combine the greatest warmth with lightness. The goods were
expensive, but their value could hardly be reckoned in money.
"Then we had better push on at once," Graham suggested. "We have the
things Carnally sent up and we ought to get some provisions at the
Hudson Bay factory, where I expect to hire the sledge dogs. It will
add to our loads and shorten our stay, but we'll have to put up with
that."
"You should have cut Mappin right out of this business," Carnally said
to Andrew. "His first trick hasn't stopped us, but I feel uneasy about
leaving him to handle the food we'll need when coming down."
Andrew looked grave.
"The man's treacherous; but he has gone as far as is safe already.
Taking it for granted that he wishes to prevent our finding the lode,
one can understand his trying to hinder our outward journey. He would,
however, gain nothing by delaying our return, and he's too clever to
risk getting himself into trouble without a good reason."
"That sounds right; I can find no fault with it," Carnally agreed.
"We'll pull out to-morrow, but I'd feel easier if the making of those
caches wasn't in Mappin's hands."
They left Rain Bluff the next morning and it was a week later when
Mappin learned that he had failed to detain them. He had just returned
to the Landing from a business visit, and was sitting in his room at
the hotel when the messenger came in.
"Did Mr. Allinson seem annoyed?" he asked.
"Can't say," the man replied. "He didn't say a word to me; told Watson
there was no answer, and pulled out with the other fellows next day."
"I suppose they went off with pretty heavy loads?"
"That's so. Took some of Watson's blue camp blankets, and I guess
they'll soon get tired. Two of them are tenderfoots at the job."
"Carnally's a smart bushman, isn't he?"
"Sure! But he'd all he could carry."
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