This, after all,
was the last proof--when she had thought that their enemies were
killing him SHE HAD COME TO HIM. He was sobbing her name like a
boy as he ran back with her in his arms. Almost fiercely he
wrapped the bearskin about her again, and then crushed her so
closely in his arms that he could hear her gasping faintly for
breath. In that wild and glorious moment he listened. A cold and
leaden day was breaking over the world and as they listened their
hearts throbbing against each other, the same sound came to them
both.
It was the sakootwow--the savage, shrieking blood-cry of the
Kogmollocks, a scream that demanded an answer of the three hooded
creatures who, a few minutes before, had attacked Philip in the
edge of the open. The cry came from perhaps a mile away. And then,
faintly, it was answered far to the west. For a moment Philip
pressed his face down to Celie's. In his heart was a prayer, for
he knew that the fight had only begun.
CHAPTER XVIII
That the Eskimos both to the east and the west were more than
likely to come their way, converging toward the central cry that
was now silent, Philip was sure.
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