It was not difficult to understand why the Eskimos had
attacked Celie Armin's father and those who had come ashore with
him from the ship. It was merely a question of lust for white
men's blood and white men's plunder, and strangers in their
country would naturally be regarded as easy victims. The
mysterious and inexplicable part of the affair was their pursuit
of the girl. In this pursuit the Kogmollocks had come far beyond
the southernmost boundary of their hunting grounds. Philip was
sufficiently acquainted with the Eskimos to know that in their
veins ran very little of the red-blooded passion of the white man.
Matehood was more of a necessity imposed by nature than a joy in
their existence, and it was impossible for him to believe that
even Celie Armin's beauty had roused the desire for possession
among them.
His attention turned to the gathering of the storm. The amazing
swiftness with which the gray day was turning into the dark gloom
of night fascinated him and he almost called to Celie that she
might look upon the phenomenon with him.
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