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Kent's inclination was not to fight hietfulness He wanted to remember every act, every word, every treasured caress that chained him for all time to the love he had lost Marette became more a part of him every day Dead in the flesh, she was always at his side, nestling close in the shelter of his ar the day And in this belief his grief was softened by the sweet and merciful comfort of a possession of which neither man nor fate could rob him--a beloved Presence alith hied hiain, to square his shoulders, to look life once e to hirew nearer and dearer to him as time passed Early Autumn found him in the Fond du Lac country, two hundred miles east of Fort Chippewyan That Winter he joined a Frenches of the lower fingers of the Barrens

He careat deal of Picard, his co of his secret to hi in hithened this desire becaht and day He dreahts when awake He wanted to go HOME And when he thought of ho, and not of the country south For him home meant only one place in the world now--the place where Marette had lived Somewhere, hidden in the mountains far north and west, was thatwhen her body died And the spirit of her wanted hiing hian to plan, and in this planning he found new joy and new life He would find her home, her people, the valley that was to have been their paradise So late in February, with his share of the Winter catch in his pack, he said good-by to Picard and faced the River again