The Wendigo

He watched them moving as behind a glass that half destroyed their reality; it was dreamlike; perverted.

The same instant it started forward again with the spasmodic motion as of a thing moved by wires, and coming up closer to them, full into the glare of the fire,

Fringed with pines, whose crests fingered most delicately the sky, they almost seemed to move upwards as the light faded—about to weigh anchor and navigate the pathways of the heavens instead of the currents of their native and desolate lake.

For all that, however, Punk had in him still the instincts of his dying race;

Défago did not jump at the plan, but his silence seemed to convey something more than ordinary disapprov

For all that, however, Punk had in him still the instincts of his dying race; his taciturn silence and his endurance survived; also his superstition

He had, however, one objection to Défago, and one only—which was, that the French Canadian sometimes exhibited what Hank described as "the output of a cursed and dismal mind," meaning apparently that he sometimes was true to type, Latin type, and suffered fits of a kind of silent moroseness when nothing could induce him to utter speech.

, of Aberdeen, was interested in other things besides moose—amongst them the vagaries of the human mind