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That ship was a whaler, strayed east, far east, from the mouth of the Mackenzie, and it was lying at anchor in Coronation Gulf. He remembered the Hudson Bay Company chart he had seen long ago, and it was all clear and reasonable to him. THAT SHIP WAS A WHALER STRAYED EAST FAR EAST FROM THE MOUTH OF THE MACKENZIE AND IT WAS LYING AT ANCHOR IN CORONATION GULF HE REMEMBERED THE HUDSON BAY COMPANY CHART HE HAD SEEN LONG AGO AND IT WAS ALL CLEAR AND REASONABLE TO HIM
er side. He could see nothing near at hand, but he waited patiently. Again came the snuffle and cough, and outlined between two jagged rocks not a score of feet away he made out the gray head of a wolf. The sharp ears were not pricked so sharply as he had seen them on other wolves; the eyes were bleared and bloodshot, the head seemed to droop limply and forlornly. The animal blinked continually in the sunshine. It seemed sick. As he looked it snuffled and coughed again. This, at least, was real, he thought, and turned on the other side so that he might see the reality of the world which had been veiled from him before by the vision. But the sea still shone in the distance and the ship was plainly discernible. Was it reality, after all? He closed his eyes for a long while and thought, and then it came to him. He had been making north by east, away from the Dease Divide and into the Coppermine Valley. This wide and sluggish river was the Coppermine. That shining sea was the Arctic Ocean. ESS HE ROLLED OVER ON HIS OTHER SIDE HE COULD SEE NOTHING NEAR AT HAND BUT HE WAITED PATIENTLY AGAIN CAME THE SNUFFLE AND COUGH AND OUTLINE BETWEEN TWO JAGGED ROCKS NOT A SCORE FEET AWAY HE MADE OUT THE GRAY HEAD OF A WOLF THE SHARP EARS WERE NOT PRICKED SO SHARPLY AS HE HAD SEEN THEM ON OTHER WOLVES THE EYES WERE BLEARED AND BLOODSHOT THE HEAD SEEMED TO DROOP LIMPLY AND FORLORNLY THE ANIMAL BLINKED CONTINUALLY IN THE SUNSHINE IT SEEMED SICK AS HE LOOKED IT SNUFFLED AND COUGHED AGAIN THIS AT LEAST WAS REAL HE THOUGHT AND TURNED ON THE OTHER SIDE SO THAT HE MIGHT SEE THE REALITY OF THE WORLD WHICH HAD BEEN VEILED FROM HIM BEFORE BY THE VISION BUT THE SEA STILL SHONE IN THE DISTANCE AND THE SHIP WAS PLAINLY DISCERNIBLE WAS IT REALITY AFTER ALL HE CLOSED HIS EYES FOR A LONG WHILE IN THOUGHT AND THEN IT CAME TO HIM HE HAD BEEN MAKING NORTH BY EAST AWAY FROM THE EAST DIVIDE AND INTO THE COPPER MINE VALLEY THIS WIDE AND SLUGGISH RIVER WAS THE COPPER MINE THAT SHINING SEA WAS THE ARCTIC OCEAN
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