right arm about his antagonist's neck and, flopping his body across his
chest, lay there until the Russian's muscles relaxed.

Sliding to a sitting position, the American began feeling about in the
dark. At last, gripping a flashlight, he snapped it on. The face of the
Russian revealed the fact that he was not unconscious. Johnny slid to a
position which brought each knee down upon one of the Russian's arms. He
would take no chances with that man.

Slowly Johnny flashed the light about, then, with a little exclamation,
he reached out and gripped the handle of the Russian's revolver.

"Now," he mocked, "now I have you, sir. Now I shall kill you, sir."

He had hardly spoken the words when a body hurled itself upon him,
knocking the revolver from his hand and extinguishing the light.

"So. There are others! Let them come," roared Johnny, striking out with
his right in the dark.

"Azeezruk nucky." To his astonishment he recognized the voice of
Iyok-ok. What he had said, in Eskimo, was, "It would be a bad thing to
kill him," meaning doubtless the Russian.

"Azeezruk adocema" (he is a bad one), replied Johnny, throwing the light
on the sullen face of the Eskimo.

"Eh-eh" (yes), the other agreed.

"Then what in thunder!" Johnny exclaimed, falling back on English. "He